Gods Of American Success Lyrics - John Mark Mcmillan

White faced phantoms in a foggy rain 

Minnows in the pool, the way they slip away 

And I go fumbling, go running in and repossess 

The story of my youth 

The story of my electric pains 

Are we running after flickering sparks, oh 

Are we babbling for diamonds in the dark, oh 

The way we chase that mercury 

The way we chase that mercury 

Loud like lions in the slickest [?] 

Desperately we haunt the other animal 

But in the end if all we are 

Is dogs out back, chasing cars 

Then pray that we don't get the things we want 

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Are we running after flickering sparks, oh 

Are we grappling for diamonds in the dark, oh 

The way we chase that mercury 

Way we chase that mercury, oh 

Love, a pound of flesh 

Offer it up to the gods of American success 

Doesn't matter what you are, you're only second best 

If it's all that you can ever hope to be 

The way you chase that mercury, oh 

[?] fumble in the mystery 

Afraid to be, it smells while we pretend to be 

Something more than what we are 

Losing love a bunch run hearts 

Mystified by everything we see 

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Are we running after flickering sparks, oh 

Are we grappling for diamonds in the dark, oh 

The way we chase that mercury 

Way we chase that mercury, oh 

Oh, the way we chase that mercury 

Way we chase that mercury, oh 

Love, a pound of flesh 

Offer it up to the gods of American success 

Doesn't matter who you are, you're only second best 

If it's all that you can ever hope to be 

The way you chase that mercury, oh 

Way you chase that mercury 

There must be more to this 

Our desperate wonder and 

How do we put to rest 

All of our victims and 

Beneath the shadows of 

All that we think we want 

These sterile eyes, we can't see 

There must be more to this 

Our desperate wonder and 

How do we put to rest 

All of our victims and 

Beneath the shadows of 

All that we think we want 

These sterile eyes, we can't see 

Way you chase that mercury