Ian Felice
Road To America
[Verse 1]
Well my shoes are filling with rain
White picket fences aflame
Covered wagons, hopscotch, and gum
What's that sound it's the Velvet Underground
It's the wedding of heaven and hell
Of faint blue spiders in a well
Cheerleaders in a thunderstorm
Singing watch your back it's a deadly cul-de-sac
[Chorus]
This must be the road
This must be the road
This must be the road
That leads to America
[Verse 2]
In the dream-houses of mount despair
Cartoon bluebirds fill the air
Holograms of Mickey Mouse
Disney's ghost carves the Sunday roast
Paintings of Smokey the bear
Or Washington crossing the Delaware
Politicians and business men
Placing bids, high as the pyramids
[Chorus]
This must be the road
This must be the road
This must be the road
That leads to America
[Verse 3]
Just riding out the storm here Jack
All alone in a gold cadillac
To the empire of Donald Duck
The slaughterhouse flies cloud the haunted skies
Well my shoes are filling with rain
But tomorrow's just a dream away
I was caught in revolving doors
Now I've found my path through the gates of wrath
[Chorus]
This must be the road
This must be the road
This must be the road
That leads to America
I'm going to America