i come from a time that hasn't happened yet.
and i have been better,
but i can't quite remember when.
he works two jobs
and gives half his pay to the government
now tell yourself
that you're not killing yourself to live.
and that's the excuse
for our drug abuse.
there was a time when america was my life,
and now it feels we are living a lie,
living a lie.
from the time i wake to the time i sleep,
everything is just too much for me.
we take the pills to keep the nausea at bay,
and now they take us,
and we feel worse than yesterday.
throw a war against the wall, see if it sticks,
and if it doesn't,
oh well, at least we're white and rich.
and that's the excuse
for our drug abuse.
there was a time when america was my life,
and now it feels we are living a lie,
living a lie.
from the time i wake to the time i sleep,
everything is just too much for me.
farewell farewell farewell farewell,
my sweet friends.
i have moved myself to,
moved myself to,
amsterdam, amsterdam,
in detest of our futile war.
so cheers, my dears from the other shore!