We wait for what never comes
We listen for what is never said
We see politicians hold up their thumbs
But so many soldiers are dead
We hear the cries of the families
They mourn the lost with memories
How can we really be happy
When our lives are only so free?
I may be just a young man
But I know we must be damned
If not for hate, then bloodshed
Because many killed and many are dead
But this is America
A few must die for many to live
This is America
In order to take we must give
But did they mean to give lives?
We welcome any chance that arrives
To take another man's rights
America, the home where a real man fights...