Text: Tracy Chapman. Where You Live. America.
You were lost and got lucky
Came upon the shore
Found you were conquering America
You spoke of peace
But waged a war
While you were conquering America
There was land to take
And people to kill
While you were conquering America
You served yourself
Did God's will
While you were conquering America
The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
The meek won't survive
Or inherit the earth
'Cause you're still conquering America
America
America
America
You found bodies to serve
Submit and degrade
While you were conquering America
Made us soldiers and junkies
Prisoners and slaves
While you were conquering America
America
America
America
Your hands are at my throat
My back's against the wall
Because you're still conquering America
We're sick and tired hungry and poor
'Cause you're still conquering America
You bomb the very ground
That feeds your own babies
You're still conquering America
Your sons and your daughters
May never sing your praises
While you're conquering America
America
America
America
I see your eye seek a distant shore
While you're conquering America
Taking rockets to the moon
Trying ot find a new world
And you're still conquering America
America
America
America
The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
You're still conquering America
You're still conquering America
Came upon the shore
Found you were conquering America
You spoke of peace
But waged a war
While you were conquering America
There was land to take
And people to kill
While you were conquering America
You served yourself
Did God's will
While you were conquering America
The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
The meek won't survive
Or inherit the earth
'Cause you're still conquering America
America
America
America
You found bodies to serve
Submit and degrade
While you were conquering America
Made us soldiers and junkies
Prisoners and slaves
While you were conquering America
America
America
America
Your hands are at my throat
My back's against the wall
Because you're still conquering America
We're sick and tired hungry and poor
'Cause you're still conquering America
You bomb the very ground
That feeds your own babies
You're still conquering America
Your sons and your daughters
May never sing your praises
While you're conquering America
America
America
America
I see your eye seek a distant shore
While you're conquering America
Taking rockets to the moon
Trying ot find a new world
And you're still conquering America
America
America
America
The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
You're still conquering America
You're still conquering America
Chapman Tracy