Oh, sweet thing
Zion doesn't love you
And Babylon don't love you
But you love everything

Oh, you saint
America don't love you
So I could never love you
In spite of everything

In the dark of this place
There's the glow of your face
There's the dust on the screen
Of this broken machine
And I can't help but feel
That I've made some mistake
But I let it go

Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Only I am that I am
But who could ever live that way?

Oh the motherland don't love you
The fatherland don't love you
So why love anything?
Oh, good God
The faithless they don't love you
The zealous hearts don't love you
And that's not gonna change

All the cameras and files
All the paranoid styles
All the tension and fear
Of your secret career
And I can't help but feel
That you see the mistakes
But you let it go

Ya Hey
Ya Hey
Ya Hey

Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the heart and through the flames
You won't even say your name
You say I am that I am
But who could ever live that way?

Outside the tents, on the festival grounds
As the air began to cool, and the sun went down
My soul swooned, as I faintly heard the sound
Of you spinning Israelites
Into "19th Nervous Breakdown"

Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Only I am that I am
But who could ever live that way?

Through the fire and through the flames
You won't even say your name
Only I am that I am
But who could ever live that way?