Rivet

Once I built a railroad, I made it run
I made it race against time
Once I built a railroad, but now it’s done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
And time might run in straight lines
Why does this all seem so damn cyclical?
Time might run in straight lines
Why does this all feel so played out before?
Let’s make America great again
Let’s make America great again
Land of innovation, land of common sense
Let’s make American great again
What separates us now is off by less than six degrees
It’s not necessarily character, it’s opportunity
All praise be to the new god who speaks so elegantly
Who says, «America is not great, but it can be.»
Once I built a tower up to the sun
Brick and rivet and lime
Once I built a tower, but now it’s done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once everything was simply falling downward
Once everything was full collapse
Let’s make America great again
Let’s make America great again
Land of innovation, land of common sense
Let’s make American great again
And I know I’m not the first to say it
Not the first to have these thoughts out loud
No country’s history is free from bullshit
But everyone just seems so fucking proud
Leap with faith, fly blindly
Through a history gone wrong
Let the people’s voices rip through your ears
«I sold my kingdom for a song.»
«I sold my kingdom for a song.»
«I sold my kingdom for a song.»