No
Sung by: Jack
You say they hate the
But I don’t know what you’re speaking of
The image in your mind
Is just a dream we left behind
There is no
We’ve been complaining that our morals are in decay
Sounds like what The Wicked of September have been known to say
That’s what they really hate
It’s not our freedom, let’s get it straight
While we defend America
They terrorize us then they say how we’re to blame
Then they sit back and watch our media do the same
Our halls of justice give them victories their plans could never claim
There is no America
That strong-willed, proud sense of confidence that we knew
We don’t know how to fight
We’re never sure if we’re right
I guess there’s no
You say you cherish the
But you’re just seeing visions of the past in your eyes
I share the love you feel
But our true love—she isn’t real
There is no
©2006 Godsman