American Low

Oh this hurricanes blowing us thin
This never ending swirl of American sin
Where I strayed on my knees to a bottomless cage
Where they throw dollar bills and hope to be saved
The poshest scarf on the warmest day
Its enough to make you give up .she says...
I know I know I know it shows

As we sleep in this broken Cadillac
We watch the world leave it doesnt look back
I gotta say thatwhen my heart attacks
Dont return itit will fire right back...
So lets just lie here as they paint us black

Oh this earthquake is shaking our hands
Free at the wrists just as we started a dance
The hardest thing next to diamond rings
Is the coats we have to wear just to make ends meet
I got this year and fifty more to beat
Its enough to make you give up.she says
I know I know I know.so let go

The nervous ticks only the holy get
The country treats as the cities get sick
The lunatics and the Harlem tricks
The country treats as we all get sick