"The Fall Of America (Acoustic)" lyrics

I'm glued to my phone
Watching the fall of America
One last call for alcohol
It's coming to an end
And to all of my friends
Well, I am not forgetting you
When this whole thing is over
We will dance again

Disneyland, Spike Lee
Kurt Cobain and Lou Reed
Patti Smith, Muhammad Ali
I still hear them speak to me
Poets with a conscience
Insecure and confident
They had what I wanted
What would happen if I got it?

Perry Farrell, culture breakers
Basquiat, the contemplators
Freedom fighters, belly-achers
All the movers and the shakers
Circling the wagon
Screaming round Manhattan
Parties in the canyon
It's so strange to watch it happen

Now I'm glued to my phone
Watching the fall of America
One last call for alcohol
It's coming to an end
And to all of my friends
Well, I am not forgetting you
When this whole thing is over
We will dance again

Amphetamines and Mary Jane
Iggy Pop and John Coltrane
Breaking hearts and bending brains
Put it straight into my veins
R.E.M., LSD
N.W.A., ecstasy
Read it all in magazines
I'm leaving home; please pray for me

Ramblers and drifters
Raconteurs and grifters
Depressives and uplifters
Shape-shifters, shoplifters
It starts to feel naïve, yeah
That I ever believed, yeah
Heart upon my sleeve, yeah
But that was just a dream, yeah

Teenage lust, Paul Westerberg
Rock 'n' roll, have you heard?
Tina Turner, she survived
She always kept the flame alive
Andy Warhol I adore
Yeah, I've been shaken to my core
What was all that dreaming for?
I loved you more, I loved you more

I'm glued to my phone
Watching the fall of America
One last call for alcohol
It's coming to an end
And to all of my friends
Well, I am not forgetting you
When this whole thing is over
We will dance, we will dance

We will dance
We will dance