My name is not important as I pass through your life
I lick the heels of the masters to keep from feeling strife
Excuse myself politely from what they do in my name
Lock the doors, go to sleep, and I never feel ashamed

I live beyond the outrage in a world that’s absurd
I’m afraid speak my mind, I will never say a word
They are bombing some people in a country far away
They must deserve it, drop those bombs, I’ll make it through the day

I am driving down the main street never knowing I am lost
On the road to my salvation, there’s a bridge I never cross
I believe what I’m told and I’ll never take a stand
They are dying all around me, I am the good american

I drive an SUV, you can’t get inside my head
I can ride the road of ignorance, I can drive over the dead
Turn a deaf ear to all suffering, pick the pockets of the poor
Blame them and degrade them, then send them off to war

Today they took some foreigners and they threw them all in jail
I could see that they were frightened, I could see them turning pale
I guess they have done something and so they had to go
we must trust the man in charge for surely he must know

I am driving down the main street ...

I know that there a homeless, but I’m a struggling business man
A joker with a brief case screwing your insurance plan
I live on my commission and commit the silent crime
I will reap the profits, the poor can do the time

It was not so long ago in germany far away
they gathered them in death camps by orders and for pay
but the soldiers who knew better and good people all around
they never raised their voices, they never made a sound

I am driving down the main street...