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What Made America Famous

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Introdução:

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It was the town that made America famous
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The churches full and the kids   gone to hell
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Six traffic lights, and seven cops
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And all the streets kept clean
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The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doin' well
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Now they were the folks that made America famous
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Our local fire department stocked with short-haired volunteers
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And on Saturday night, while America boozes
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The fire department showed dirty movies
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The lawyer and the grocer seein' their dreams come to life on the movie screen
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While the plumber hopes that he won't be seen, as he tries to hide his fears
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And he wipes away his tears
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But somethin's burinin' somewhere
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DOES ANYBODY CARE?
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We were the kids that made America famous
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The kind of kids that long since drove our parents to despair
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We were lazy long-hairs droppin' out
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Lost, confused, and coppin' out
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Convinced our futures were in doubt
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And tryin' not to care
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We lived in the house that made America famous
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It was a run-down slum, the shame of all the decent folks in town
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We're hippies and some welfare cases
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Crowded families of cold, black faces
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Cramped inside some cracked old boards
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The best that we all could afford
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But still too fine for the rich landlord to ever tear it down
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And we could hear the sound
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Of somethin' burnin' somewhere
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IS ANYBODY THERE?
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We all lived the life that made America famous
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Our cops would make a point to shadow us around our town
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And we love children put a swastika on the bright red firehouse door
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America, the beautiful, it makes a body proud
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And then came the night that made America famous
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Was it carelessness or someone's sick idea of a joke?
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In the tinder-box trap we hippies lived in someone struck a spark
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At first I thought that I was dreamin'
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Then I saw the first flames gleamin'
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And heard the sound of children screamin'
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Comin' through the smoke
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And somethin's burnin' somewhere
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DOES ANYBODY CARE?
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Oh, it was the fire that made America famous
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The sirens wailed and the firemen stumbled sleepin' from their homes
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And when the plumber yelled, "C'mon, let's go!"
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They saw what was burnin' and said, "Take it slow"
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"Let 'em sweat a little"
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"They'll never know"
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"And besides, we just cleaned the chrome"
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Said the plumber, "Then I'm goin' alone"
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Well he rolled on up in the fire truck
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And raised the ladder to the ledge
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While me and my girl and a couple of kids were clinging like bats to the edge
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We staggered to salvation
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Collapsed on the street
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And I never thought that a fat man's face
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Would ever look so sweet
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I shook his hand in the scene that made America famous
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And he smiled from the heart that made America great
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We spent the rest of that night in the home of this man that we'd never known before
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It's funny  when you get that close, it's kind of hard to hate
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I went to sleep with the hope that made America famous
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I had the kind of a dream that maybe they're still trying to teach in school
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O'   the America that made America famous
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And of the people who just might understand
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That how together, yes we can
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Create a country better than
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The one we have made of this land
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We have the choice
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To make each man
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Who dares to dream
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Reachin' out his hand
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A prophet or just a crazy damn dreamer or a fraud
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Yes, a crazy fraud
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and somethin's burnin' somewhere
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DOES ANYBODY CARE?
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