American Son Songtext
von Colby Acuff

4′

Hard times are a comin'
I can see it on the eve
Greed gathers in a white house getting ready for the fee′s
Sharpen their teeth I watch the prey wait patiently
As they lead them to the slaughter'
No one looks up from their screen's

My American Son, My American Son
Just what have you done?
My American Son, My American Son
Who will you become?


Uncle Sam′s whisperin′ world war is comin' on
War is good for business, please invest your only son
Tower′s on fire and the world calls for aid
We burn it all again, best profit ever made

My American Son, My American Son
Just what have you done?
My American Son, My American Son
Who will you become?

There's light in the storm clouds, there′s hope I see it clear
We ain't afraid of dying
We′re dying from the fear
And the politicians laughter sounds like cryin' in the streets
We're just their entertainment, they got the front row seats

My American Son, My American Son
Just what have you done?
My American Son, My American Son
Who will you become?