Lost In America Lyrics - Crack The Sky

Here's Mr. White, he's an executive 

Here's Mrs. White, she's an executive just like him 

They drive a white Seville with bullet-proof glass 

So they don't get killed when they're 

Buying their cocaine, stuffing it up their noses 

Showing their children why we're 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming, dreaming 

Here's Captain Tom, he's with the C.I.A. 

He keeps us safe and sound from foreign enemy 

He sells them guns and bombs and secret plans 

So they can run when he finally gets caught 

Living in Mexico, writing a book about how we're 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming, dreaming 

Here's Jimmy Jeff Bob, he's with the NRA 

He likes to keep his guns around the house, just in case 

Sunday, he visits his son who's doing time for shooting someone 

And we quietly stand by, thoughtfully close our eyes 

Fall on our knees and cry that we're 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming, dreaming 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Living in circles like we're dreaming 

Lost in America, lost in America 

Lost in America, lost in America