Bow

[Verse 1]
Black cats showing up out of nowhere
Macbeth on heavy rotation
Hope dies at last and we don't care
A young girl screams death to the nation
A Greek god on the back of a stallion
Coming up on a three-lane highway
Prepare for the death of a billion
Wake up at the end of my day

[Refrain 1]
Wake up at the end of my day

[Verse 2]
Last stand in a shade of vermilion
Lips sealed and trembling irate
Prepare for the death of a billion
Wake up at the end of my day
Don't cry for the weak and neglected
Go blind in the cage we erected
Stand tall with the rage of a storm now
Kill hope for the age 'cause we know how

[Refrain 2]
Cower in shame
Cower in shame
Come on now
Who gonna weep for the dead?
Cower in shame
Come on now
Who gonna weep for the dead?

[Outro]
Bow down to the American way
Bow down to the American way
Bow down to the American way
Bow down to the American way