Look What We’ve Become

Look what we’ve become
We’re busy looking out for number one
I can’t believe this what you had planned
When we were growing up

A nation of divided sons
Taught to fear the ones we loved
Now we’re running ‘round with no common ground between us
Look what we’ve become

There’s blood in the streets on a Friday night
You can hear the wails of old glory cry
As sound of bullets go flying by
Pointed straight at the heart of some young kid
Risking his life to stand up for what he believes in
But ain’t that what real passion is

I miss the years when we stood side by side
Marching together under moonlit sky
Not for beliefs built on lies
But for what we knew was right
We lifted up those who’d fallen before us
We worked through the prelude to sing through the chorus hand in hand
What happened to our land?

Aristocrats in headlines
They pull the wool over our eyes
But they don’t know a thing about you and I

Homeless and poverty
Black kids dying in the streets
Was this all part of your American dream? Was it?

Look what we’ve become
We’re busy looking out for number one
I can’t believe this what you had planned
When we were growing up

A nation of divided sons
Taught to fear the ones we loved
Now we’re running ‘round with no common ground between us
Look what we’ve become