The American Ruse - MC5

They told you in school about freedom

But when you try to be free they never let ya

They said «it's easy, nothing to it»

And now the army’s out to get ya

Sixty nine America in terminal stasis

The air’s so thick it’s like drowning in molasses

I’m sick and tired of paying these dues

And I’m finally getting hip to the American ruse

I learned to say the pledge of allegiance

Before they beat me bloody down at the station

They haven’t got a word out of me since

I got a billion years probation

Sixty nine America in terminal stasis

The air’s so thick it’s like drowning in molasses

I’m sick and tired of paying these dues

And I’m sick to my guts of the American ruse

Phony stars, oh no!

crummy cars, oh no!

Cheap guitars, oh no!

Joe’s primitive bar… nah!

Rock’em back, Sonic !

The way they pull you over it’s suspicious

Yeah, for something that just ain’t your fault

If you complain they’re gonna get vicious

Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault

Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to roost

Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose

Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues

Cause everybody’s sick of the American ruse

Well well well, take a look around !

Well well well, take a look around !

Well well well, take a look around !

Well well well, take a look around !

Well well well, take a look around !