Lyrics Fury In The Slaughterhouse

Fury In The Slaughterhouse

American Shame

Today I met jfk

I found him by the way

Yes he looked a little strange

But he said he was o.k.

I asked him 'bout the bullets

He said he didn't bother

This shit is too long ago

You ask my brother

So I went back on the road

Looking out for bob

I've been looking now for seven days

I think that it's a flop

So I believe we won't find out

From where the bullets came

And all that's left is just a big heep

I saw him on the tv

They said he stabbed his wife

So they put him on the frontpage

And they ruined his life

No matter if he's guilty

The matter is he's black

A football hero movie star

And maybe he's on crack

Your private life on tv

Get ready for the game

Of american shame

That's the name of the game

Of american shame

Get ready for american shame

American shame...