Mccain Edwin Bitter Chill lyrics

E. McCain
Rubber on my tires making contact with the road
Sign on the streetpost tells me which way I should go
Riding down America Street funny that it`s one way
Riding down from uptown
To where the buildings are broken down in decay
CHORUS
America Street it`s right nearby
Land of the free and the brave
If we can`t work and make some change
There won`t be much of this land left to save
It`s a classic of misdirection and slight of hand
We watch while our deficit grows
What a shame that we can`t teach our kids to read
Makes you wonder where all the tax money goes...I don`t know
CHORUS
Won`t be much to save
Excuse me sir pardon me can you spare some change
Because it`s cold and I live outside
A thoughtful search into my pockets
Finds enough so he can rocket
Right up to the bar and enjoy his life
CHORUS
Won`t be much to save...
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