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Paroles de la chanson American Soil par Ezra Furman
There's something in the water, something sick in the blood and the oil
See the white chicken grinning, see the serpent in a horrible coil
Don't be scared by the stares of the peasants on the subway car
Because the way things seem in a dream is just the way that they are
When I can feel God taking his eyes off you
You were born for American soil
Every race has its place, every nation fights for species survival
I'm a Jew through and through and I'm about to write you a Bible
Now let me take your hand and show you through the twisted hallways of the house of song
See the white chicken grinning, see the serpent in a horrible coil
Don't be scared by the stares of the peasants on the subway car
Because the way things seem in a dream is just the way that they are
When I can feel God taking his eyes off you
You were born for American soil
Every race has its place, every nation fights for species survival
I'm a Jew through and through and I'm about to write you a Bible
Now let me take your hand and show you through the twisted hallways of the house of song
We got the magazine, wall paper and the million dollar bills on the lawn
Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Ya don't have to be clever to detect a big American sadness
When the population rules, every man has his hand in the madness
Well there's a dead grove a' trees, you can visit on the outside of town
And there's digital dust inside the cemetery settling down
Woo and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Well now we have seen every baby has to have some kinda mother and father
Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Ya don't have to be clever to detect a big American sadness
When the population rules, every man has his hand in the madness
Well there's a dead grove a' trees, you can visit on the outside of town
And there's digital dust inside the cemetery settling down
Woo and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Well now we have seen every baby has to have some kinda mother and father
But the child's gone wild and the pieces got away from the author
Well if freedom isn't free, all the bills must just be lost in the mail
All the highways are on fire and the serpent is now eating its tail
And we can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Well if freedom isn't free, all the bills must just be lost in the mail
All the highways are on fire and the serpent is now eating its tail
And we can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
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