It was the town that made America famous   The churches full and the kids all gone to hell   Six traffic lights and seven cops and all the streets kept clean   The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doing well      Now they were the folks that made America famous   Our local fire department stocked with short haired volunteers   And on Saturday night while America boozes the fire   Department showed dirty movies, the lawyer and the grocer   Seeing their dreams come to life on the movie screens   While the plumber hopes that he won't be seen   As he tries to hide his fears and he wipes away his tears      But somethings burning somewhere   Does anybody care?      We were the kids that made America famous   The kind of kids that long since drove our parents to despair   We were lazy long hairs dropping our, lost confused, and copping out   Convinced our futures were in doubt and trying not to care      We lived in the house that made America famous   It was a rundown slum, the shame of all the decent   Folks in town, we hippies and some welfare cases   Crowded families of coal black faces, cramped inside   Some cracked old boards, the best that we all could afford   But still to nice for the rich landlord to tear it down      And we could hear the sound of something burning somewhere   Is anybody there?      We all lived the life that made America famous   Our cops would make a point to shadow us around our town   And we love children put a Swastika on the bright red firehouse door   America, the beautiful, it makes a body proud      And then came the night that made America famous   Was it carelessness or someone's sick idea of a joke   In the tinder box trap that we hippies lived in   Someone struck a spark at first I thought that I was dreaming   Then I saw the first flames gleaming and heard   The sound of children screaming coming through the smoke      And somethings burning somewhere   Does anybody care?      Oh it was the fire that made America famous, the sirens wailed   And the firemen stumbled sleepy from their homes and the   Plumber yelled, ?Come on let's go?, but they saw what was burning   And said, ?Take it slow, let 'em sweat a little, they'll never know?   And besides, we just cleaned the chrome, said the plumber   ?Then I'm going alone?      Well he rolled on up in the fire truck and raised the   Ladder to the ledge where me and my girl and a couple of kids   Were clinging like bats to the edge, we staggered to salvation   Collapsed on the street and I never thought that a fat man's face   Would ever look so sweet      I shook his hand in the scene that made America famous   And a smile from the heart that made America great   We spent the rest of that night in the home of a man   I'd never known before it's funny when you get that close   It's kind of hard to hate      I went to sleep with the hope that made America famous   I had the kind of a dream that maybe they're still   Trying to teach in school of the America that made America famous   And of the people who just might understand that how together      Yes we can create a country better than the one   We have made of this land, we have a choice to make   Each man who dares to dream reaching out his hand   A prophet or just a crazy god damn dreamer of a fool   Yes a crazy fool      And something burning somewhere   Does anybody care? Is anybody there?   Is anybody there?