America (You’re Freaking Me Out) [From Exile]

[Verse 1]
On the lonely end of history
Swinging and swaying to the murder mystery
Rhyme and reason fled the crime scene
Of new penthouses next to tents in the streets
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Well how do I steer my early thirties
Before I shipwreck before I'm forty?
Ain’t it a shame what we ignore
What kind of monsters did our parents vote for?
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh

[Chorus]
'Cause lately I feel like I'm in "Puppet Vichy, France"
Teaching the devil to dance
To sing-alongs of sirеn songs
To "oohs," to "ahhs," to big applause
With all of my anger, I scream and shout
"Amеrica, I love you, but you’re freaking me out"

[Verse 3]
I was driving through the bible belt
Billboards claiming how Jesus felt
How’d his words confuse themselves?
With cranks for Christians in powerful positions
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh
Whose asses are they kissin'?
Oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh

[Chorus]
'Cause I've always felt like all their pomp and circumstance
Is cover for the devil to dance
To sing-alongs of siren songs
To "oohs," to "ahhs," to big applause
With all of my anger, I scream and shout
"America, I love you, but you’re freaking me out"

[Outro]
"America, I love you, but you’re freaking me out"
"America, I love you, but you’re freaking me out"