AMERIICAN REQUIEM

[Intro] Nothin' really is For things to say the same, they have to change again Hello, my old friend You change your name but not the ways you play pretend American Requiem, yeah The men ideas (Yeah), are buried here (Yeah) Amen [Chorus] It's a lot of talkin' goin' on While I sing my song Can you hear me? I said, "Do you hear me?" [Post-Chorus] Looker there, looker there, now Looker there, looker there Looker-looker, looker there, looker there Looker-looker, looker there, looker there Looker-looker, looker there, looker there (Oh, yeah) Looker-looker, looker there, looker there [Chorus] It's a lot of chatter in here But let me make myself clear (Oh) Can you hear me? (Huh) Or, do you fear me? (Wow) [Verse 1] Can we stand for something? Now is the time to face the wind (Ow) Covered in peace and love, y'all Oh, a lot of takin' up space Salty tears beyond my gaze Can you stand me? (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Ooh, ah And we'll stand (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Can you stand with me? [Chorus] Can we stand for something? Now is the time to face the wind Now ain't the time to pretend Now is the time to let love in [Bridge] Take me to myself (To myself) It's a lot of talkin' goin' on (Oh) While I sing my song (Yeah) Do you hear me when I say I—? Do you hear me when I say I—? [Post-Chorus] Looker there, looker there Looker, look Looker-looker-looker-looker-looker Looker-looker there, looker there L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looker there Oh, looker there, looker there Looker there, looker there (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) [Chorus] Can we stand for something? (Can we stand for something?) Now is the time to face the wind Now ain't the time to pretend Now is the time to let love in (To let love in) Together, can we stand? [Verse 2] Looker there, liquor in my hand The grandbaby of a Mucha Man Gadsden, Alabama Got whole god dammned [?] rooted in Louisiana They used to say I spoke, "Too country" Then the rejection came, said I wasn't, "Country enough" Said I wouldn't saddle up, but If that ain't country, tell me, what is? Tread my bare feet on solid ground for years They don't, don't know how hard I had to fight for this When I sing my song [Outro] (When I sing my song, oh, they go ham) (When the angels come and take my hand) (Oh, no) Goodbye to what has been Pretty house that we never settled in A funeral for fair-weather friends I am the one that cleansed me of my father sins American Requiem The men ideas (Yeah), are buried here (Yeah) Amen