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  • 作词 : Brandon Barnes/Zach Blair/Joseph Principe/Tim McIlrath
    作曲 : Brandon Barnes/Zach Blair/Joseph Principe/Tim McIlrath
    Stand by to switch on
    We fire on all pistons
    We're singing along
    But no one is listening
    From dusk until dawn
    We stay up to carry the flame
    And when it's all said and done
    In these alternate endings
    When nothing is left
    But the stragglers and empties
    We're sleeping it off
    Just to wake up and start it again
    So burn the statues to the ground
    Start to lay your weapons down
    Bound for glory on this street
    But there's a bridge out up ahead
    Noise canceled , drown the signal out
    Change channels, manufacture doubt
    When the only thing we'll fight for every day
    Is a better seat on a crashing...
    Plain to see, but hard to breathe
    The streets are full of tumbleweeds
    And now it's morning in the streets of Amerika
    But we don't go outside anymore
    The radio blasts hysteria
    While the television's sideways on the floor
    Under moonlit skies and surveillance
    As we cheer from the stands in the stadiums
    On a jumbotron we all sing along to escape
    Once we were the lighthouse
    To the world's most desperate ships
    But what we became was a towering flame
    Leading the moth right into it
    Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut
    'Cause it's morning in the streets of Amerika
    And we don't go outside anymore
    The radio blasts hysteria
    While the television's sideways... on the floor
    With a teleprompter in our faces
    Yeah, we don't even know what we're saying
    Car that's slowly crashing
    And we can't look away
    Parading to the edge of the cliff now
    We're trying to figure out how to get down
    While the night is fast approaching
    Would we even recognise our former lives in this artificial light?
    Morning in the streets of Amerika
    But we don't go outside anymore
    There's something wrong with the stereo
    And the television's sideways
    We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
    Mourning in the streets of Amerika
    We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
    Mourning in the streets of Amerika
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Brandon Barnes/Zach Blair/Joseph Principe/Tim McIlrath
    [00:00.228] 作曲 : Brandon Barnes/Zach Blair/Joseph Principe/Tim McIlrath
    [00:00.457]Stand by to switch on
    [00:02.416]We fire on all pistons
    [00:04.245]We're singing along
    [00:05.943]But no one is listening
    [00:07.588]From dusk until dawn
    [00:09.286]We stay up to carry the flame
    [00:14.197]And when it's all said and done
    [00:16.157]In these alternate endings
    [00:17.985]When nothing is left
    [00:19.448]But the stragglers and empties
    [00:21.460]We're sleeping it off
    [00:23.053]Just to wake up and start it again
    [00:28.774]So burn the statues to the ground
    [00:32.117]Start to lay your weapons down
    [00:36.140]Bound for glory on this street
    [00:39.458]But there's a bridge out up ahead
    [00:42.645]Noise canceled , drown the signal out
    [00:46.171]Change channels, manufacture doubt
    [00:49.855]When the only thing we'll fight for every day
    [00:53.094]Is a better seat on a crashing...
    [00:56.150]Plain to see, but hard to breathe
    [00:59.572]The streets are full of tumbleweeds
    [01:02.811]And now it's morning in the streets of Amerika
    [01:06.364]But we don't go outside anymore
    [01:10.178]The radio blasts hysteria
    [01:13.104]While the television's sideways on the floor
    [01:19.451]Under moonlit skies and surveillance
    [01:23.239]As we cheer from the stands in the stadiums
    [01:26.635]On a jumbotron we all sing along to escape
    [01:34.498]Once we were the lighthouse
    [01:36.980]To the world's most desperate ships
    [01:40.088]But what we became was a towering flame
    [01:43.458]Leading the moth right into it
    [01:46.958]Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut
    [01:50.903]'Cause it's morning in the streets of Amerika
    [01:54.795]And we don't go outside anymore
    [01:58.557]The radio blasts hysteria
    [02:01.456]While the television's sideways... on the floor
    [02:09.528]With a teleprompter in our faces
    [02:12.793]Yeah, we don't even know what we're saying
    [02:16.085]Car that's slowly crashing
    [02:19.455]And we can't look away
    [02:22.772]Parading to the edge of the cliff now
    [02:25.593]We're trying to figure out how to get down
    [02:28.963]While the night is fast approaching
    [02:32.725]Would we even recognise our former lives in this artificial light?
    [02:40.065]Morning in the streets of Amerika
    [02:43.435]But we don't go outside anymore
    [02:47.066]There's something wrong with the stereo
    [02:50.018]And the television's sideways
    [02:53.518]We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
    [02:56.705]Mourning in the streets of Amerika
    [02:59.892]We're mourning in the streets of Amerika
    [03:03.366]Mourning in the streets of Amerika