American Psychosis

Man came up to me
Just the other day
Asked if I could spare some cash and I
Walked the other way

And I can't help thinking that he's
Coming after me
It's just the world we live in, baby
It's either him or me

Jesus walked with the lepers then, but
Where's he now?
Want some human decency, but there's
None to be found

Me and all my friends now
We just wanna have some fun
The TV in the lounges playing news
Says the world is done

Yeah
Yeah, the world is done
Uh huh

The mass psychosis
Of the American soul
No such thing as normal, baby
No chance of growing old

Then every man
Of every clime
Prays in his distress
Prays to the human form divine
Love, mercy, pity, peace

See the children dying
See the look on their face
An uncaring god looks down
A generation losing faith

Don't turn on your TV
Don't bother looking up
Another story breaking
Another life used up

The mass psychosis
Of the American soul
No such thing as normal, baby
No chance of growing old

While we argue an idea
While we beg, borrow, or steal
While we cheat, while we lie
Another mother says her last goodbye

While we wonder what's enough
When we can't even see the cup
When we're free, when we fly
Another mother says her last goodbye