Future Soundtrack for America movie - Going For The Gold lyrics

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Song by Bright Eyes<br /><br>

There's a voice on the phone<br>

telling what had happened,<br>

some kind of confusion<br>

more like a disaster.<br>

And it wondered how you were left unaffected,<br>

but you had no knowledge.<br>

No, the chemicals covered you.<br>

So a jury was formed<br>

as more liquor was poured.<br>

No need for conviction,<br>

they're not thirsting for justice.<br>

But I slept with the lies I keep inside my head.<br>

I found out I was guilty.<br>

I found out I was guilty.<br>

But I won't be around for the sentencing,<br>

cause I'm leaving<br>

on the next airplane.<br>

And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify<br>

they seem adequate to fill up my time.<br>

But if I could talk to myself<br>

like I was someone else,<br>

well then maybe I could take your advice,<br>

and I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time.<br>

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There's a film on the wall,<br>

makes the people look small<br>

who are sitting beside it,<br>

all consumed in the drama.<br>

They must return to their lives once the hero has died.<br>

They will drive to the office<br>

stopping somewhere for coffee,<br>

where the folk singers, poets and playwrights convene,<br>

dispensing their wisdom,<br>

Oh dear amateur orators.<br>

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They will detail their pain<br>

In some standard refrain.<br>

They will recite their sadness<br>

Like it's some kind of contest.<br>

Well, if it is, I think I am winning it,<br>

All beaming with confidence<br>

as I make my final lap.<br>

The gold medal gleams<br>

so hang it around my neck<br>

cause I am deserving it:<br>

the champion of idiots.<br>

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But a kid carries his walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha.<br>

I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.<br>

Cause each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her,<br>

and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.<br>

Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lie.<br>

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