But God Bless America, in the name of the buck

Every time I decide to look around

It's like revisiting my childhood home

I see myself forgetting familiar ground

And only remembering time spent alone

This semi-selective memory is haunting

Not allowing for any closure

Maybe if I would have taken the time

I would've held on to this place closer

But now my time is just slipping away

Little by little

The sum of it's parts, all falling apart

Leaving me brittle

But now it's time to move on from this place

Just let me get far away

Sardonic habits that I acquired in youth

And the other kids just couldn't see

Helped me seek out lies behind the truth

They repeated what they were taught to believe

Disgust for this place, and the repetition

And everyone's righteous quest/valiant mission

For more money, power, and the pursuit of happiness

Just enabling this crippling system's overwhelming madness

But now my time is just slipping away

Little by little

The sum of it's parts, all falling apart

Leaving me brittle

But now it's time to move on from this place

Just let me get far away

All I want to do is to have a good time

Get involved with crimes or shine in limelight

Why should I give a s**t about this money

When I look at all the wrong it's done me?

And the people around me, family and friends

It's a piece of paper, a made up construct

It's a f*****g cycle that'll never end

But God Bless America, in the name of the buck

But God Bless America, in the name of the buck

But God Bless America, in the name of the buck

But God Bless America, in the name of the buck

But now my time is just slipping away

Little by little

The sum of it's parts, all falling apart

Leaving me brittle

But now it's time to move on from this place

Just let me get far away

Hopefully I'll be f*****g rich someday