The chair that your father once sat in is gone.
Got dragged off to the dump to be grabbed by some homeless men…
who tonight will sit in it around their campfire
recalling the horrors of their experiences
is various US wars.
They could be having such a fine (old) time
it ain’t cool spreading rumors…
but sometimes they get a little concerned
how no one is ever at home any more…
in America…in America
in the divided states of America.
Now the streets are all empty except for the sound
of some fool preacher on a PA about a mile away.
And though his sermon is surely as loud as its lonely,
don’t bother listening ‘cause nothing is ever said.
Why do they listen when nothing is ever said?
He could be having such a fine old time.
it ain’t cool spreading rumors
but still he gets a little concerned
how no one is ever at home any more…
in America…in America
in the divided states of America.
Hear them AKs a’popping
See our school kids a’dropping?
Our core of decency gone
See how the neighbors now look kinda wrong?
See how up becomes down,
And the whole world gets so turned around?
And did you notice
That wherever you go
up there on the TV
That goddamn Fox news
is ALWAYS on.
We could be having such a fine old time
it ain’t cool spreading rumors
but sometimes we get concerned
how no one is ever at home any more
how no one is ever at home any more
in the divided states of America
in the divided states of America
in the divided states of America.
from the album Misfit’s Jubilee
Jim White.