Cradle of the best, and of the worst..
It's coming through a hole in the air
From those nights in Tiananmen Square
It's coming from the feel that this ain't exactly real
Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there
From the wars against disorder
From the sirens night and day
From the fires of the homeless
From the ashes of the gay
Democracy is coming to the USA
It's coming from the sorrow in the street
The holy places where the races meet
From the homicidal bitchin' that goes down in every kitchen
To determine who will serve and who will eat
It's coming to America first
The cradle of the best and of the worst
It's here they got the range
And the machinery of change
And it's here they got the spiritual thirst
It's here the family's broken
And it's here the lonely say
That the heart has got to open in a fundamental way
Democracy is coming to the USA
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight
Getting lost in that hopeless little screen
I'm stubborn as those garbage bags that time cannot decay
I'm junk, but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet
Democracy is coming to the USA
Sail on, sail on, o mighty ship of state
To the shores of need, past the reefs of greed
Through the squalls of hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
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