Democracy

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 wars 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.
 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, 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 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 baby, 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, 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.