Текст: David Byrne. Grown Backwards. Empire.

In national elections
In songs raised on high
With stirring emotions
As tears fill your eyes

In democratic fever
For national defense
I am a mountain [3x]
Like birds upon a fence [2x]

Young artists and writers
Please heed the call
What's good for business
Is good for us all

And as it is in Nature
So it is in life
The weak among us with perish [3x]
The strong alone will survive [2x]

Voices like thunder
Decisions like steel
The past and the future
They belong to us all

From every mountain
The water and the air
The world that we've created [3x]
By working hand in hand [2x]