It's not your business
But you try to own the world
Not the scope of your activities
The future is not yours to hold
Get your business off my body
Don't get busy with my soul
Don't you dare to try to read my mind
You redefined what is cold
Old old
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
The millions and the hunger
The power move, the joker
The endless pain, the officer
What brought me here again
Was it how my country tr-eats me
Was it just sadness and pain
Or was I from here all along
With not much else to gain
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
Is the orange man a mirror
Is the blue-cide a reflection
Of the ultimate inaction
That a whole nation condones
Are my unborn children happy
Am I definitely relieved
So much easier to grieve
Bring on all your tanks and drones
Never will you intercept
Who never came to life to drown
In my pain I will disguise
While I bring your business down
America America
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
What have you done to me
(Silicon valleys, values gold)
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
(Golden hours, time is money)
Business on a killing spree
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Unrule you all Americans
(Mine is overworked)
What you do you still don't see
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
Individually cynical
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
(Mine is overworked)
Pterocat - American Business Lyrics
Pterocat - American Business Lyrics
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It's not your business
But you try to own the world
Not the scope of your activities
The future is not yours to hold
Get your business off my body
Don't get busy with my soul
Don't you dare to try to read my mind
You redefined what is cold
Old old
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
The millions and the hunger
The power move, the joker
The endless pain, the officer
What brought me here again
Was it how my country tr-eats me
Was it just sadness and pain
Or was I from here all along
With not much else to gain
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
Is the orange man a mirror
Is the blue-cide a reflection
Of the ultimate inaction
That a whole nation condones
Are my unborn children happy
Am I definitely relieved
So much easier to grieve
Bring on all your tanks and drones
Never will you intercept
Who never came to life to drown
In my pain I will disguise
While I bring your business down
America America
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
What have you done to me
(Silicon valleys, values gold)
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
(Golden hours, time is money)
Business on a killing spree
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Unrule you all Americans
(Mine is overworked)
What you do you still don't see
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
Individually cynical
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
(Mine is overworked)
But you try to own the world
Not the scope of your activities
The future is not yours to hold
Get your business off my body
Don't get busy with my soul
Don't you dare to try to read my mind
You redefined what is cold
Old old
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
The millions and the hunger
The power move, the joker
The endless pain, the officer
What brought me here again
Was it how my country tr-eats me
Was it just sadness and pain
Or was I from here all along
With not much else to gain
America America
What have you done to me
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
Business on a killing spree
Unrule you all Americans
What you do you still don't see
Individually cynical
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
Is the orange man a mirror
Is the blue-cide a reflection
Of the ultimate inaction
That a whole nation condones
Are my unborn children happy
Am I definitely relieved
So much easier to grieve
Bring on all your tanks and drones
Never will you intercept
Who never came to life to drown
In my pain I will disguise
While I bring your business down
America America
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
What have you done to me
(Silicon valleys, values gold)
Is it gold, cobalt, and silicon
(Golden hours, time is money)
Business on a killing spree
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Unrule you all Americans
(Mine is overworked)
What you do you still don't see
(Cobalt mines, mine is yours)
Individually cynical
(Earth is flat, shape of body)
Self-absorbed in ecstasy
(Mine is overworked)
Writer: Thaïs Dahas
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