Beyond Staples Center

What did you get from the bargain?
A bunch of dead Indians
Two dead Kings that never came back
A big smile on your face and a stain in your tie
Your roots are nowhere
Your roots are everywhere
(Even those red-faced bastards had some part in it)
What did you ever expect to get?
I suppose you have it by now
From Gaza to Bali, everyone agrees
That those two hundred years were well spent
You really pull a lot of strings
And you really have a lot of barren land
Was that it?
Rewind your VCR
See all that was left behind
And you understand why your own children start neglecting you
They say "You weren't like that in your youth"
And you tell them to leave the house
And nurture for themselves
And that's when they invade Rodeo Drive, screaming
And that's when Atlantic City must clean its mess
Sometimes, I still can see under your military garments
I know you're bold and brave
I know you have what it takes
And I'd like to say I believe in you
But Jesus has fed you so many drugs and alcohol
That I don't know if you'll ever come back
That I don't know if we should wait for you
Why? Why do you need us to be scared of you?
Why do you need to be so sickeningly obssessed with that dark stuff
While afraid the sun will blind your eyes?
Stand proud but not stupid
And we might talk again someday
I, for one, am looking forward to it
(The little boy smiled, it'll all be well
The little boy smiled, it'll all be well)