All the founding fathers sowed their seeds
Into servant girls
All the godless heathens had to leave
To make a newer world
So we could live together in America
Justice is blind, man
So is love

Oh-oh oh-oh

All the stolen melodies they played
In the hit parade
All the power spirituals, they fade
In the salad days
So we could sing together in America
The price of an anthem paid in blood

Bodies stacked like hundred dollar bills
To build that shining city on the hill
There's no guilt, regret, or shame
It just had to be this way

Oh-oh oh-oh

If you steal and hustle, don't get caught
Gotta risk it all
Or hang on every number they read off
For the power ball
We'll all get rich together in America
Money's indifferent
So is love

Trash bags full of hundred dollar bills
We left that broke down city on the hill
Had to relocate the past
Because we're never going back

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Writer(s): CONOR M. OBERST, DENVER COLLIN DALLEY, IAN M. MCELROY, LANDON W. HEDGES, MATT S. BAUM