And no one totals up the cost. In South Chicago tempers flare, And sirens pierce the night. Blood runs freely in the streets, Two gangs have had a fight. Some kids will spend the night in jail, It makes their lives seem real. Their families broke up years ago, The scars will never heal.
Life's great in North America, And freedom leads the way.
In God We Trust, but bombs are built With taxes that we pay. The politicians say the things They think we want to hear. But ask a simple question and The answer's not so clear. A wall comes down in West Berlin, And East Berlin as well. A symbol of another time When freedom went to hell.