| Song | Subdivision |
| Artist | Ani DiFranco |
| Album | Canon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Difranco | |
| White people are so scared of black people. | |
| They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loop-d-loop streets. | |
| And while America gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
| The Berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
| And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
| So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
| Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
| I remember the first time I saw someone lying on the cold street | |
| I thought, 'I can't just walk past you, this can't just be true.' | |
| But I learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
| It's amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
| So we're led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
| Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad's a four-lane | |
| That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| 'til nation's last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
| And America the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |
| zuo ci : Difranco | |
| White people are so scared of black people. | |
| They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loopdloop streets. | |
| And while America gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
| The Berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
| And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
| So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
| Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
| I remember the first time I saw someone lying on the cold street | |
| I thought, ' I can' t just walk past you, this can' t just be true.' | |
| But I learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
| It' s amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
| So we' re led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
| Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad' s a fourlane | |
| That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| ' til nation' s last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
| And America the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |
| zuò cí : Difranco | |
| White people are so scared of black people. | |
| They bulldoze out to the country, and put up houses on little loopdloop streets. | |
| And while America gets its heart cut right out of its chest | |
| The Berlin wall still runs down main street separating east side from west. | |
| And nothing is stirring, not even a mouse, in the boarded up stores and the broken down houses | |
| So they hang colorful banners off all the street lamps | |
| Just to prove they got no manners, no mercy, and no sense. | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my city to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| The ghost of old buildings are haunting parking lots in the city of good neighbors that history forgot. | |
| I remember the first time I saw someone lying on the cold street | |
| I thought, ' I can' t just walk past you, this can' t just be true.' | |
| But I learned by example to just keep moving my feet. | |
| It' s amazing the things that we all learn to do. | |
| So we' re led by denial like lambs to the slaughter | |
| Serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water and the old farmroad' s a fourlane | |
| That leads to the mall and my dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall | |
| And I wonder then what it will take for my country to rise. | |
| First we admit our mistakes and then we open our eyes. | |
| ' til nation' s last taker succumbs to one last dumb decision | |
| And America the beautiful is just one big subdivision. |