They tied that yellow ribbon round the oak tree

They�ve worn out all the prayer in their hearts

All along thought they were rooting for the home team

As they�re sent into the game and torn apart



We twist this tourniquet upon a pipeline

Who carries all the pain in the world

As we blindly clap and cheer from the sidelines, It�s clear

On a losing streak from the very start



And that�s where they found me

In the cemetary

A smoking gun in my hand now I�m damned for the land of the free

Sing with me



The American Scream



They took that faded ribbon off the oak tree

The�ve worn out all the hope in their hearts

All along thought I was doing the right thing

Now I�m lying in a pool of my blood



And that�s where she found me

In the cemetary

A smoking gun in my hand now I�m damned for the land of the free

Sing with me



And that�s where she found me

In the cemetary

A smoking gun in my hand now I�m damned for the land of the free

Sing with me



The American Scream

The American Scream



And that�s where she found me

In the cemetary

A smoking gun in my hand now I�m damned for the land of the free

Sing with me



The American Scream