America, Communicate with Me

Excuse me, ma'am

What do you think about all the protests in America today?

Well, my advice to all the demonstrators would be either love it or leave it

Pardon me, sir, what do you think of America and all the protest that's going on?

Protest, huh, well, I think they may have a valid point

I mean, like, something's got to be done in America

Either we change it or lose it

I'm tired of all your protests

They're getting out of hand

And all you politicians

You're too vague to understand

And somewhere in the middle of

Two extremes without a plan

I'm just the average man

Just trying to do the best I can

And I've had it with the preacher

I don't walk to him no more

Everybody's spreading doubts with shouts

Of politics and war

And from where I stand

It don't make sense to be against or for

Seams like nowadays

There is no call to reason anymore

But the answers aren't all yes or no

To or fro, stop or go

Everything's not left or right

Black or white, day or night

America, my country 'tis of thee

America, communicate with me

Three small bullets took the leaders

That could help us all unite

And the people split asunder

In their search for truth and right

And the rabble-rousers

Preached distorted views from left and right

And the rockets red glare

Searches for the dawn's early light

But despite your flaming headlines

I'll still keep my faith in you

And you're still the same great country

That I pledge allegiance to

Call me a sentimental patriot

Well I guess that could be true

Well I can't help but think

A lot of people feel the way I do

'Cause the answers aren't all yes or no

To or fro, stop or go

And everything's not left or right

Black or white, day or night

America, my country 'tis of thee

America, communicate with me