Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
There's something in the water
Something sick in the blood and the oil
See the white chicken grinning
See the serpent in a horrible coil
Don't be scared by the stares
Of the peasants on the subway car
Because the way things seem in a dream
Is just the way that they are
When I can feel God taking his eyes off you
You were born for American soil
Oh yes
Every race has its place
Every nation fights for species survival
I'm a Jew through and through
And I'm about to write you a Bible
Now let me take your hand and show you through
The twisted hallways of the house of song
We got the magazine wallpaper
And the million dollar bills on the lawn
Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Oh, oh, oh, whoo
You don't have to be clever
To detect a big American sadness
When the population rules
Every man has his hand in the madness
Well, there's a dead grove of trees
You can visit on the outside of town
And there's a digital dust
Inside the cemetery settling down
Whoo, and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Ahh
Well, now we have seen every baby
Has to have some kinda mother and father
But the child's gone wild
And the pieces got away from the author
Well, if freedom isn't free
All the bills must just be lost in the mail
All the highways are on fire
And the serpent is now eating his tail
And we can feel God taking his eyes off us
We were born for American soil
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, whoo
American Soil was written by Ezra Furman.
American Soil was produced by Tim Sandusky & Ezra Furman.
Ezra Furman released American Soil on Thu Feb 02 2012.
When singing this track live, Ezra has been known to introduce it by saying “this band comes from America, and we are all going to die, so here’s a song about America, and dying”.