[cheering and applause]
I'm... I'm sentimental
if you know what I mean.
[audience shouting]
I love the country,
but I can't stand the scene.
[crowd laughs]
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost
in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn
as those garbage bags
that time cannot decay,
I'm junk
but I'm still holding up
this little wild bouquet.
Democracy is coming
to the U.S.A.
♪ It's coming through
A hole in the air ♪
♪ From those nights
In Tiananmen Square ♪
♪ It's coming from the feel
That this ain't exactly real ♪
♪ Or it's real,
But it ain't exactly there ♪
♪ From the war
Against disorder ♪
♪ From the sirens
Night and day ♪
♪ From the fires
Of the homeless ♪
♪ From the ashes of the gay ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
♪ It's coming through
A crack in the wall ♪
♪ On a visionary flood
Of alcohol ♪
♪ From the staggering account
Of the Sermon on the Mount ♪
♪ Which I don't pretend
To understand at all ♪
♪ It's coming from the silence
On the dock of the bay ♪
♪ From the brave,
The bold, the battered ♪
♪ Heart of Chevrolet ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
♪ It's coming from the sorrow
In the street ♪
♪ The holy places
Where the races meet ♪
♪ From the homicidal bitchin' ♪
♪ That goes down
In every kitchen ♪
♪ To determine who
Will serve and who will eat ♪
♪ From the wells
Of disappointment ♪
♪ Where the women
Kneel to pray ♪
♪ For the grace of God
In the desert here ♪
♪ And the desert far away ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
Dino Soldo on the mouth harp.
♪ Sail on, sail on ♪
♪ O mighty ship of state ♪
♪ To the shores of need ♪
♪ Past the reefs of greed ♪
♪ Through the squalls of hate ♪
♪ Sail on, sail on ♪
♪ Sail on ♪
♪ It's coming
To America first ♪
♪ The cradle of the best
And of the worst ♪
♪ It's here
They got the range ♪
♪ And the machinery
For change ♪
♪ And it's here they've got
The spiritual thirst ♪
♪ It's here
The family's broken ♪
♪ And it's here
The lonely say ♪
♪ That the heart
Has got to open ♪
♪ In a fundamental way ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
♪ It's coming from the women
And the men ♪
♪ O darling, we'll be
Making love again ♪
♪ We'll be going down so deep ♪
♪ The river's going to weep ♪
♪ And the mountain's
Going to shout Amen! ♪
♪ It's coming
Like the tidal flood ♪
♪ Beneath the lunar sway ♪
♪ Imperial, mysterious
In amorous array ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
♪ Sail on, sail on ♪
♪ O mighty ship of state ♪
♪ To the shores of need ♪
♪ Past the reefs of greed ♪
♪ Through the squalls of hate ♪
♪ Sail on, sail on ♪
♪ Sail on ♪
♪ I'm sentimental
If you know what I mean ♪
♪ I love the country
But I can't stand the scene ♪
♪ And I'm neither
Left or right ♪
♪ I'm just
Staying home tonight ♪
♪ Getting lost in that
Hopeless little screen ♪
♪ But I'm stubborn
As those garbage bags ♪
♪ That time cannot decay ♪
♪ I'm junk
But I'm still holding up ♪
♪ This little wild bouquet ♪
♪ Democracy is coming
To the U.S.A. ♪
♪ To the U.S.A. ♪
Rafael Bernardo Gayol
on the drums.
[crowd cheering]
