Rise Against - Mourning in amerika

We stay up to carry the flame ^{D D}And when it's all said and done

When ^Gnothing is love But the stragglers and empties We're ^Asleeping it off D A* Just to wake up and start it again

^BmSo burn the statues to the ground ^GmStart to lay your weapons down ^DBound for glory on this street ^ABut there's a bridge up overhead ^BmNoise cancel, drown the signal out ^GmChange channels, manufactured doubt ^DWhen the only thing we'll fight for every day ^AIs a better seat on a crashing... Gm* Plain to see, but hard to breathe A* The streets are full of tumbleweeds

And now it's^D morning in the streets of Amerika^{G Em}But we don't go out^Aside anymore ^DThe radio blasts hysteria ^{G Em}While the television's sideway^As on the floor ^D

^DUnder moonlit skies and surveillance ^GAs we cheer from the stands in the stadiums ^AOn a jumbotron we all sing along to escape ^{D A Bm}Once we were the lighthouse ^GmTo the world's most desperate ships But what we b^Decame was a towering flame Leading the m^Aoth right into it Gm* A* *slap* Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut

'Cause it's ^Dmorning in the streets of Amer^Gika And ^Emwe don't go outsi^Ade anymore The ^Dradio blasts hysteria ^G Whil^Eme the television's sideway^As... on the floor ^Bm

With a te^Bmleprompter in our f^Gmaces Yeah, we don't even know what we're say^Ding Car that's slowly c^Arashing And we can't look a^Bmway Parading to the edge of the ^Gmcliff now We're trying to figure out how to get dow^Dn While the night is fast app^Aroaching Gm* Bm* A* Would we even recognise our former lives in this artificial light?

M^Dorning in the streets of A^Gmerika B^Emut we don't go outside^A anymore T^Dhere's something wrong wit^Gh the stereo A^Emnd the television's ^Asideways We^D're mourning in the streets of Am^Gerika Mo^Durning in the streets of A^Gmerika We'^Dre mourning in the street^Gs of Amerika D* G* Mourning in the streets of Amerika