Mourning In Amerika Lyrics - Rise Against

Stand by to switch on, we fire on all pistons 

We're singing along but no one is listening 

From dusk until dawn we stay up to carry the flame 

And when it's all said and done in these alternate endings 

When nothing is left but the stragglers and empties 

We're sleeping it off just to wake up and start it again 

So burn the statues to the ground, it's time to lay your weapons down 

Bound for glory on this train but there's a bridge out up ahead 

Noise cancel, drown the signal out 

Change channels, manufacture doubt 

When the only thing we'll fight for ever day 

Is a better seat on a crashing... 

Plain to see but hard to breathe 

The streets are full of tumbleweeds 

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And now it's morning in the streets of amerika 

But we don't go outside anymore 

The radio blasts hysteria, with a television sideways on the floor 

Under moonlit skies and surveillance as we cheer from 

The stands in the stadiums on a jumbotron 

We all sing along to escape 

Once we were the lighthouse to the world's most desperate ships 

But what we became was a towering flame 

Leading the moth right into it 

Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut 

Because it's morning in the streets of amerika 

And we don't go outside anymore 

The radio blasts hysteria, while the television's sideways on the floor 

With the teleprompter in our faces 

We don't even know what we're saying 

A car that's slowly crashing and we can't look away 

Parading to the edge of a cliff now and trying to 

Figure out how to get down while the night is fast approaching 

Will we even recognize our former lives in this artificial light? 

Morning in the streets of amerika 

And we don't go outside anymore 

There's something wrong with the stereo and the television's sideways 

We're mourning in the streets of amerika, mourning in the streets of amerika 

We're mourning in the streets of amerika, mourning in the streets of amerika