I found America in the Pennsylvania hills I found a girl, she changed my life I wonder will she be beside me When I'm mayor of this town? Open spaces and an open case of beer Let's keep it simple, I'm getting out of here And trying to find truth In every shape and sound One more dollar on the table The Sunday church crowd tips the least Somedays I feel like I'm able Then this shit kills me There's no realness here It's all just fake suburban cheer I'm as hazy blue as Monet I'll bite and swallow bullets down Till I can leave this town But I'll be all right I've got a future on the way I thought I'd be into my eighties when I left They'd take my coffin down through Main Street The press would clear the front page They'd name a high school after me One more dollar on the table Pennsylvania on my mind Somedays I feel like I'm able Like I've no time There's no realness here It's all just fake suburban cheer I'm as hazy blue as Monet I'll bite and swallow bullets down Till I can leave this town But I'll be all right I've got a future on the way There's no silence between these walls I'm spending every night just counting the days The slow violence of shopping malls I'm dying till I get up out this place Is a revival on the way? I found America in the Pennsylvania hills I found a girl, she changed my life I wonder will she be beside me When they forget our names? There's no realness here It's all just fake suburban cheer I'm as hazy blue as Monet I'll bite and swallow bullets down Till I can leave this town But I'll be all right I've got a future on the way There's no realness here It's all just fake suburban cheer I'm as hazy blue as Monet I'll bite and swallow bullets down Till I can leave this town But I'll be all right I've got a future on the way