C＃m F＃ C＃m F＃ C＃m F＃ C＃m F＃ C＃m
Moon shining d own through the palms
Shadows moving on the s and
Somebody whispering the 2 3rd Psalm
Dusty rifle in his t rembling hands
Somebody trying just to s tay alive
He got promises to k eep
Over the ocean in Am erica
Far away and fast asleep
Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sk y
Gold, silver satellites, ghostly caravans pa ssing by
Galaxies unfolding and new worlds being born
Pi lgrims and prod igals cre eping toward the dawn
And it's a long ro ad out of Ede n
Music blasting from an S UV
On a bright and sunny d ay
Rolling down the int erstate
In the good old USA
Having lunch at the petroleum club
Sm oking fine cigars and swapping lies
They say, 'Gi ve me 'nother slice of that b arbecued brisket
Give me 'nother piece of that pecan pie'
Freeways flickering; cell phones chiming a tu ne
We're riding to Utopia; road map says we'll be ar riving soon
Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
Ass uring us thes e aches inside are onl y growing pains
But it's a long ro ad out of Ede n
Back home, I was so certain; the path was very clear
But n ow I have to wond er: what a re we doing here?
I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
But I'd g ive anything to be there in your a rms tonight
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C＃m F＃ C＃m F＃ C＃m F＃m C＃m F＃ C＃m
Weaving down the American highway
Through the li tter and the wreckage, and the cultural junk
Bl oated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
Now we're driving dazed and drunk
Went down the ro ad to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
Me t the ghost of Caesar on the Appian Way
He said, 'It's ha rd to stop this binging o nce you get a taste
But the road to empire is a bloody, stupid waste'
Behold the bitten apple - the power of the tools
But al l the know ledge in the wor ld is of no use to fools
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And it's a long ro ad out of Ede n
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