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Şarkı Sözleri Faith is a victim of circumstance In this shallow age It doesnt stand a chance Just when you think that it cant get worse They will twist your words So they sound perverse Oh, can I believe in my America? Oh, in the business of America Gather up the goods like a good robot It isnt what you are It is what you got Pay no attention to the dying man If he aint got cash We wont lend a hand Oh, can I believe in my America Oh, in the business of America Oh, thats the system at work Everybodys a jerk Oh, can I believe in my America Oh, hard to believe in my America Oh, thats the system at work Everybodys a jerk Gotta get the most, all thats mine, mine, mine And ignore the ones Who are left behind