Rally Cry - Domestic Dreams

Skinhead
Right of passage, from a lad to a chap
Mid-winter trips, drinks from the water tap
Bright shiny days, the world was his map
What he wouldn't give, to have it all back
Mommy, get your veil
He won't be coming home
Hear the sirens wail
Sing the funeral song
American dream
Was it all a lie
American dream
When did it die
American dream
The unemployment line
You got yours
Where the fuck is mine
Left off the job, he's submerged in debt
Evicted from his home, now the marriage is dead
Drunken suicide attempt, he's labeled unfit
Angry and depressed, his life is shit
Mommy get your veil
He won't be coming home
Hear the sirens wail
Sing the funeral song
American dream
Was it all a lie
American dream
When did it die
American dream
The unemployment line
You got yours
Where the fuck is mine
]He's an army of one, set out to make history
American dream
Was it all a lie
American dream
When did it die
American dream
The unemployment line
You got yours
Where the fuck is mine

Written by:
C. Abram, D. Slane

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