It's Alright Son (It's America)

Something new to remember
Here's something new to forget
It would take more than a blow torch
To erase those regrets
Spend more money on brick walls
Your house is still made of glass
Take one glance in that full length mirror
And a half-wit looks back
But its alright son
We'll sweep this under the rug
You're the envy of many
You know we've got money
There's nothing you've done

You see me smile for the cameras
I'm a god amongst men
I really miss my wife and kids
But tonight will you see me again
Will you love me for status
I know it's power you seek
I didn't mean to do this at gunpoint
Why don't you love me for me
And its alright, son
We'll bury everything you have done
Just stick to the story
There is no need to worry
We're the bluest of bloods



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Conners
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