Blessed are the bullies for one day they’ll have to stand up to themselves Blessed are the liars for the truth can be awkward It’s not a place This country is to me a sound Of drum and bass You close your eyes to look around Look around, around, look around, It’s a sound, look around, look around, it’s a sound It’s not a place This country is to me a thought That offers grace For every welcome that is sought You are Rock and roll You and I are Rock and roll You are Rock and roll We came here looking for American soul It’s not a place This is a dream the whole world owns The pilgrim’s face she had your heart to call her home Hold on Brother John Too many mothers weeping Dream on Brother John But in your dreams you can’t be sleeping You are Rock and roll You and I are Rock and roll You are Rock and roll We came here looking for American soul American American Put your hands in the air Hold up the sky Could be too late but we still gotta try There’s a moment in a life where a soul can die In a person, in a country ,when you believe the lie There’s a promise at the heart of every good dream It’s a call to action not to fantasy The end of the dream The start of what’s real Let it be unity Let it be community For refugees like you and me A country to receive us Will you be my sanctuary Refujesus You are Rock and roll You and I are Rock and roll You are Rock and roll We came here looking for American soul You are Rock and roll You and I are Rock and roll You are Rock and roll We came here looking for American soul American soul American soul