I don't need to be a global citizen
Because i'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are things that seem to pull us under
And there are things that drag us down
But there's a power and a vital presence
Thats lurking all around
We've got the american Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the american Jesus
He helped build the president's estate
I feel sorry for the earth's population
'Cuz so few live in the U.S.A.
At least the foreigners can copy our morality
They can visit but they cannot stay
Only precious few can garner the prosperity
It makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here
We've got the american Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day
(Exercising his authority)
He's the farmers barren fields
The force the army wields
The expession in the faces of the starving children
The power of the man he's the fuel that drives the clan
He's the motive and conscience of the murderer
He's the preacher on t.v.the false sincerity
The form letter that's written by the big computers
He's the nuclear bombs and the kids with no moms
And i'm fearful that he's inside me
Because i'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are things that seem to pull us under
And there are things that drag us down
But there's a power and a vital presence
Thats lurking all around
We've got the american Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the american Jesus
He helped build the president's estate
I feel sorry for the earth's population
'Cuz so few live in the U.S.A.
At least the foreigners can copy our morality
They can visit but they cannot stay
Only precious few can garner the prosperity
It makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here
We've got the american Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day
(Exercising his authority)
He's the farmers barren fields
The force the army wields
The expession in the faces of the starving children
The power of the man he's the fuel that drives the clan
He's the motive and conscience of the murderer
He's the preacher on t.v.the false sincerity
The form letter that's written by the big computers
He's the nuclear bombs and the kids with no moms
And i'm fearful that he's inside me