american hell

give us a leader who knows not to flinch     G C
give us a leader and someone to lynch          G  D
give us a leader who won't give an inch and   G   C
and death squads for those    D   C
who still need convincing
give us our big screens and the wi fi life
give us the grace of the gravity knife
give us the honor of becoming our wife
and keeping our mistresses well out of sight
give us more money than everyone else
give us the sanctity of the blessed self
give us the dignity of sorrow heartfelt
when the big light flashes and everything melts
you've all done very well     Am   Bm   C
welcome to the american hell    D   C
give us amendments we don't understand
give us air bases in the holy land
give us 'sympathy for the devil' by the marine corps band
give us some guns and a high command
give us a leader who knows how to kill  give us this day our murderous thrill
give us the action that no one else will
give us the action that'll keep us all still
give us a minute to get our stories straight
give us somebody who's easy to hate give us a reason to think we're still great
but hurry up, man, the hour is getting late
you've all done very well
welcome to the american hell


(from the CD "Sarah Gets Her Gun")