Four sins past sainthood,
It's like I'm dying to forget
All the sleepless nights,
Lying perfectly alone and still
I can drink 'till victory,
I'll drink to the mighty,
Drink until I die,
Or at least until the sunrise
When honesty,
As popular as a plague,
Comes to remind me
The dead's winning the race
With me going nowhere
Right down the street,
A prostitute is selling
The closest thing to love
That this country has to offer,
And Alachua still sleeps tonight,
And Alachua still sleeps tonight,
And Alachua still sleeps tonight

So we fought for the republic
While the Catholic sun filled every eye
From the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean,
We drank to the mighty
We died for oil,
We died for borders,
Killed for democracy,
Still believed every platform
Can you handle the death,
Accept what we create together?
I still know every politician
Is a fucking monster
Culture kills bureaucrats
And all other undesireables
History said we died for freedom,
But today no justice was served,
And America still sleeps tonight,
And America still sleeps tonight,
And America still sleeps tonight,
And I hope it doesn't wake up tomorrow

So we boasted that we were champions,
Each country singing it's own praise
Like a rock thrown into the ocean,
Humanity was rising to the top
Two world wars later,
Countless "military interventions",
We erect monuments to history
And give apologies to the dead
All that was fought for the living
Is quickly forgotten
We don't remember the dates,
We don't remember the reasons
We have no idea what's going on,
Building histories of western corporations
It doesn't even turn my stomach
To see the pictures of atrocities anymore,
Going numb in the new order
Of the new century
And Alachua still sleeps tonight,
And America still sleeps tonight,
And the world still sleeps tonight

And Alachua still sleeps tonight
And America still sleeps tonight
And the world still sleeps tonight