Michelle Shocked - Ballad Of The Battle Of The Ballot And The Bullet, Pt. 1: Ugly Americans lyrics

I can see it's gonna be a long night I ain't gonna stop until I get it right I don't want to sing no jeremiad I'd really love to say things just ain't that bad Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame Oh my fellow Americans Are we reaping our harvest of greed? Have we built our house on sinking sand? Why are we being Ugly Americans? Uh huh huh huh, Uh huh huh huh Call it the ballad of the battle of the ballot and the bullet With a bead on the barrel and a hair trigger—pull it Shoot yourself in the foot when you shut down dissent Shoot yourself in the head—vote for a war president Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame Oh my fellow Americans Are we reaping our harvest of greed? Have we built our house on sinking sand? What are we thinking? So go on and hurl your hateful curses Or worse, sit silent and condemn Curl your lip, call me unpatriotic I'm singing this because I can I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American Uh huh huh huh So go on and hurl your hateful curses Or worse, sit silent and condemn Curl your lip, call me a traitor I'm singing this while I still can I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American (Uh huh huh huh) Why are we still fighting? (Uh huh huh huh) A war without end? (Uh huh huh huh) We all agreed to shut up since when? (Uh huh huh huh) Heaven help this land