Morning in America
When I woke up, it was 1928
Pile on the school loans. Fuck it, I'm going to Spain
And from a park in La Latina
I looked West as the markets fell
It was so beautiful
I wrote songs about love and boats
Then I had to go home
When I woke up, it was 1981
Once you have a baby, it's hard to look forward to the end of the world
And they said: "Morning in America"
"Morning in America"
And for them, they weren't wrong
When I woke up, it was 2017
The Hope of the last 8 years was much harder to see
Now this is the worst of us
And me, I've been so fucking smug
This is the worst of us
So far