Lyrics

Oh say can't you see by those dastardly lights
Shining on the wayside of wrong and right
Oh say can't you feel the scrapin of the kill
The percussions of the deal

The tremors of the real American Breakdown
From the perspective of the down
From the eyes of the reaching
For those about to drown in and around the American Breakdown

Well it's a billion dollar game
It's a coporate shame
A moral indirection
Bandits selling pain

American Breakdown
From the perspective of the down
From the eyes of the reaching
For those about to drown in and around the American Breakdown