Pete... that’s Amerika

America

Isn't just the melting pot

You'll also find r&r

Disneyland baseball and star wars

Times of despair times ot hope

One builds another destroys

Life's passing governments tall

Pete's hands are getting old



From Alaska to Mexico

It sure looks different man

But it's all America



In the sound of the streets

In the mines on the farms

Pete's hands are not strong anymore

Sixty years they re tighting for the boss

And somewhere in distant illinois

A gravestone stands



An empty coffin waiting for Pete

To come well whenever

From Alaska to Mexico

It sure looks different man

But it's all America



And

When he talls asleep

And never wakes again

The only thing he really wants

Isn't bliss in paradise

But the dawning gold of the holy country



From Alaska to Mexico

It sure looks different man

But it's all America