Christmas in America
The kids are asleep
Dreaming dreams of America
Where life is cheap
This restless shifting earth is gonna suck you in one day, little baby
come looking for the angels, but they've all flown away
And you can have, you can have fine clothes
Take you where you wanna go go go
And you can own a real fine home
Drowning in suburbia, your'e gone
Freeway killers and lost souls
Gang war in the barrio
Child whores of the golden state
Dying slowly on a piece of tape
Utopia can't wait
Just look away, look away
Its late in the day
For all these cars of gunmetal grey and gold
Driving home before they get old
Look away, look away
Decline and fall
Decline and fall
Decline and fall
Decline and fall
I'm the king of Beverly Hills
And I don't feel no ills
She's my queen, the blondest girl you've ever seen
See, shes the one who needs the pills
Perfect woman, perfect wife
Smiles under the surgeons knife
And she can have, she can have fine clothes
Take you where she wants to go go go
And she can own a real fine home
Drowning in suburbia, she's gone
All the palm trees and the ocean breeze
Eat all the food that you can eat
Keep all the things that you can keep
That you will never need
Decline and fall
Decline and fall
Decline and fall
Decline and fall