We're a nation full of dumbbells    pulling nightshifts at the gym    And we're a nation full of bookworm girls    dumbing down to fall in love with them    We're a nation full of suspects    whistling dixie at the scene    And we're a nation full of bad detectives    selling clues to everyone we meet    We're a nation full of envy    insecure and losing sleep    We're a nation full of jealous boyfriends    driven nuts by facts and history    We're a nation full of ivy    it's wall to wall to wall all green    And we're a nation full of soundbyte bloodcells    bound in knots and swelling down the stream    We wrap bibles up in blankets    just in case we're watched in sleep    But it's the slingshots underneath our pillows    that keep us calm and rested and relieved    'Cause we're a nation built on egg shells, bandages, and apple seeds    attractive homes on top of bruised foundations    that come apart gradually...    before they're leveled completely    Yeah, before they're leveled completely.