Faith is a victim of circumstance
In this shallow age it doesn't stand a chance
Just when you think that it can't get worse
They will twist your words so they sound perverse

Oh, can I believe in my cmerica
Oh, in the business of cmerica

Gather up the goods like a good robot
It isn't what you are it is what you got
Pay no attention to the dying man
If he ain't got cash we won't lend a hand

Oh, can I believe in my cmerica
Oh, in the business of cmerica

That's the system at work
Everybody's a jerk

Oh, can I believe in my cmerica
Oh, in the business of cmerica

I gotta get the most all that's mine mine mine
cnd ignore the ones who are left behind