Chuck Taylor’s On a Powerline

Where are you americA constant consumer capitalism where are you America did you get lost on some back roads tarmac traveling twice the speed it takes you to get there so you don't stay in one placewhat are you America a motel lobby pay phone call saving face two pints down in a bathroom stall who are you America you didn't pick up for me you didn't pick up when I threw it out my high rise window crash and burn amongst the cars towering away at some crushed cotton candy velvet turmoil how are you America, the smoldering incense of greed and westernized ideals idols new gods are created and worshiped through a data wave ,a frequency, a cell