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Artiste:
Matt Nathanson
Titre:
Whitney Houston's National Anthem
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We danced across your mother's kitchenette While they swore in your father's president Your brother used to come around the house He knows better than to pull that bullshit now I liked it when your hair was long And the last thing we agreed on Was Whitney Houston's national anthem So you pull the ripcord, I'll crash the plane You move closer, I pull away The meaning keeps changing The words are the same We're still pretending we're not who we are America's sweetheart, we tore her apart Everything magic disappears anyway America's a country club at best Safe harbor for the famous and the blessed Captain Kirk finally made it up to space Like there's no one down here left for him to save We're over-served and unimpressed Let's pack it up and leave this mess Playing Whitney Houston's national anthem So you pull the ripcord, I'll crash the plane You move closer, I pull away The meaning keeps changing The words are the same We're still pretending we're not who we are America's sweetheart, we tore her apart Everything magic disappears anyway Oh say can you see I'm dying here Oh say can you see I'm trying dear (I'm trying dear) We danced across your mother's kitchenette While they swore in your father's president You used to come alive when I'd walk in the room And now we stumble over all our dreams coming true As the evening sky drifts into dust Still everything's about us Except for Whitney Houston's national anthem So you pull the ripcord, I'll crash the plane You move closer, I pull away The meaning keeps changing The words are the same We're still pretending we're not who we are America's sweetheart, we tore her apart Everything magic disappears anyway Everything magic disappears anyway