USA Songtext
von Jeff Rosenstock

Dumbfounded, downtrodden and dejected.
Crestfallen, grief-stricken and exhausted.
Trapped in my room while the house was burnin′
To the motherfuckin' ground.

I saw the sign but it was misleading.
I fought the law, but the law was cheating.
Screaming for help, but somebody keeps on
Telling me to settle down.

Please be honest, tell me was it you?

Clerk at the midwestern service station,
Striped uniform, giggling at catch phrases,
Look in her eyes we′re up to something,
Oh, it doesn't matter now.


Man in a crossover with his family
Sketched in decals on the window smiling,
Driving parallel in the lane beside me,
Oh, it doesn't matter now
But please be honest,
Tell me was it you?
I won′t hate you
I just need to know.
Please be honest.
Tell me was it you?

At first he thought it was the undertow
But he was dragged to the bottom of the lake
By a couple of kids saying, "it′s a joke"
Though he didn't know any of their names.
As they held him down, the crowd got loud
And they cheered when they thought he had escaped.
When the anchor needed something for the 10 o′clock,
What could they say?
Oh what else could they say?

They said,
"Well, you promised us the stars
And now we're tired and bored."