Текст песни The Amercian Scream - Alkaline Trio
They
tied
that
yellow
ribbon
'round
the
oak
tree
They've
worn
out
all
the
prayer
in
their
hearts
All
along
thought
they
were
rooting
for
the
home
team
As
they're
sent
into
the
game
and
torn
apart
We
twist
this
tourniquet
upon
a
pipeline
That
carries
all
the
pain
in
the
world
As
we
blindly
clap
and
cheer
from
the
sidelines
It's
clear,
on
a
losing
streak
from
the
very
start
And
that's
where
they
found
me
In
the
cemetery
A
smoking
gun
in
my
hand
now
I'm
damned
for
the
land
of
the
free
Sing
with
me
The
American
scream
They
took
that
painted
ribbon
off
the
oak
tree
They've
worn
out
all
the
hope
in
their
hearts
All
along
thought
I
was
doing
the
right
thing
Now
I'm
lying
in
a
pool
of
my
blood
And
that's
where
she
found
me
In
the
cemetery
A
smoking
gun
in
my
hand
now
I'm
damned
for
the
land
of
the
free
Sing
with
me
And
that's
where
she
found
me
In
the
cemetery
A
smoking
gun
in
my
hand
now
I'm
damned
for
the
land
of
the
free
Sing
with
me
The
American
scream
The
American
scream
And
that's
where
she
found
me
In
the
cemetery
A
smoking
gun
in
my
hand
now
I'm
damned
for
the
land
of
the
free
Sing
with
me
The
American
scream
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