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Timmy Needs Violence - The American Dream Lyrics



Timmy Needs Violence - The American Dream Lyrics




Brought in chains from across the sea,
Promised freedom, but it wasn't free,
Bruised and beaten, their futures sold,
To build a dream that was not their own.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

The land that was theirs, taken away,
Forced to leave, no right to stay.
On a Trail of Tears they were bruised and bled,
Their dreams were lost, their families left dead.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

They cross the desert, risking it all,
Seeking safety, but they hit a wall,
Met with violence,
Met with scorn,
For chasing the dream, their lives are torn.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, the hopelessness grows.

Punching a clock, day after day,
Chasing a dream that slipped away,
Student loans and rising rent,
Slaves to the ever-growing debt.

The wealthy sit and count their gold,
As the lives of the poor are bought and sold,
The American Dream is filled with lies,
The rich get richer,
While the rest scrape by.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
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Brought in chains from across the sea,
Promised freedom, but it wasn't free,
Bruised and beaten, their futures sold,
To build a dream that was not their own.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

The land that was theirs, taken away,
Forced to leave, no right to stay.
On a Trail of Tears they were bruised and bled,
Their dreams were lost, their families left dead.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

They cross the desert, risking it all,
Seeking safety, but they hit a wall,
Met with violence,
Met with scorn,
For chasing the dream, their lives are torn.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, the hopelessness grows.

Punching a clock, day after day,
Chasing a dream that slipped away,
Student loans and rising rent,
Slaves to the ever-growing debt.

The wealthy sit and count their gold,
As the lives of the poor are bought and sold,
The American Dream is filled with lies,
The rich get richer,
While the rest scrape by.

Hard work, long roads, and promises grand.
Crossing the ocean, crossing the land.
The years pass by, and the future dims.
One dollar for you, and ten for them.
The dream was lost a lifetime ago,
As we labor on, hopelessness grows.

Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
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Writer: William Weir
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Performed By: Timmy Needs Violence
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: William Weir

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