Used to be sunshine after rain would bring a rainbow
Now all it does is cast light upon the drowned
Used to be that we could rely upon our neighbours
Turns out we don’t want each other round
Used to be we’d look in wonder at the rockets in the air
Now we find the nearest shelter and hide our children there
Used to be a calming voice would sing our pain away
But they cut out her tongue, she had nothing to say
Used to be we’d dance together at ballrooms or at raves
Now the only Dance we do is on each others graves
Used to be that every tomorrow brought a hint of light
Not just more horrors in an endless night
Used to be that Norman Rockwell murdered children in their sleep
Used to be that Mister Roger’s farmed the sacrificial sheep
Used to be that Father Christmas beard was full of tobacco spit
Turns out old americana’s just the way you remembered it
