Bad Religion
The Streets Of America
The Gray Race (1996)

e e e /f♯ g♯ g♯ g♯ \d  x 4  octaves

E5  w/ riff  C5  (A7)  x 2  (embarque)

Desolate and without purpose
Radiating from so many septic sources
Forming the fabric of a wayward people
Disappearing as the vestiges of our past

Scratched like tartan into virgin soil
A substrate for progress and disarray
A spreading network of broken dreams
Searching for a thoroughfare to take us away

  E5         f♯ G5            D5         A5 a a g
  Just a little tale from the streets of America
  E5         f♯ G5             D5            A5 a a g
  Sparkled promises paved with pathos and hysteria
  E5            f♯ G5     D5
  Trenchant, weary native sons
        E5      f♯ G5               A5     D5
  (Step back) step back and see the damage done

    C5           G5  D5       C5          D5
  Meander to the horizon, the streets of America

riff  x 1  w/ (Aaah)

Black, tarred concrete, pine for me                   (P.M.)
Lying dormant for you and your country
Hardened surface cracked within
Catch the sweat from off of the chin

Of men and women, senior and child                    (normal)
Who look to you and your sterile miles
And in their stares is bald dismay
For what you promised led them astray

  Refrain  (just another tale)

C5  G5  D5  w/ ti-solo

C5            G5        D5       E5     g \e e  g \e e  g \e g /a b
Hard-cracked, daunting, lifeless veins

C5         G5           D5
False hope corridors to greener pastures
   B5
Is all that remains

E5    C5  (A7)  x 2  w/ solo

  Refrain  (say a little prayer)

  Shoot straight to the horizon, the streets of America  x 2

riff  x 8  (fade out)