Blackout
Keep it up
Ride your picket fences
Walk a line like you're weak and defenseless
Keep it up, try to blend in
Don't do anything about anything, no
Keep it up, be afraid to impose
Keep it up, follow where your crowd goes
Zip it up, shut your damn mouth
Don't do anything about anything, no
This is the sign of the times that we live in
Lay waste to the chance that we're given
Shut the whole machine down
Everybody freak out and start over
Somehow kick the crooks and thieves out
You took anything and everything you could
And gave it away
Live it up
Party like a Pop Star
It doesn't matter who your family and your friends are
Give them up
You never really cared about anyone, about anything, no
Live it up, wearing all the "it" clothes
Live it up, watching all the Hit Shows
Zip it up, shut your damn mouth
Don't do anything about anything, no
This is the sign of the times that we live in
Lay waste to the chance that we're given
Shut the whole machine down
Everybody freak out and start over
Somehow kick the crooks and thieves out
You took anything and everything you could
And I say
Fuck your American Scene
That took my American Dream
Fuck your American Scene
Fuck your American Dream
Ride your picket fences
Walk a line like you're weak and defenseless
Keep it up, try to blend in
Don't do anything about anything, no
Keep it up, be afraid to impose
Keep it up, follow where your crowd goes
Zip it up, shut your damn mouth
Don't do anything about anything, no
This is the sign of the times that we live in
Lay waste to the chance that we're given
Shut the whole machine down
Everybody freak out and start over
Somehow kick the crooks and thieves out
You took anything and everything you could
And gave it away
Live it up
Party like a Pop Star
It doesn't matter who your family and your friends are
Give them up
You never really cared about anyone, about anything, no
Live it up, wearing all the "it" clothes
Live it up, watching all the Hit Shows
Zip it up, shut your damn mouth
Don't do anything about anything, no
This is the sign of the times that we live in
Lay waste to the chance that we're given
Shut the whole machine down
Everybody freak out and start over
Somehow kick the crooks and thieves out
You took anything and everything you could
And I say
Fuck your American Scene
That took my American Dream
Fuck your American Scene
Fuck your American Dream
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Writer(s): Joseph David Walser, Blake Carney Allison
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