Lyrics:

Mark
'Hi, Mark Cohen for Buzzline... Back to you Alexi. Coming up,
Vampire welfare queens who are compulsive bowlers.'
Oh God, what am I doing?
Don't breathe too deep
Don't think all day
Dive into work
Drive the other way
That drip of hurt
That pint of shame
Goes away
Just play the game
You're living in America
At the end of the millennium
You're living in America
Leave your conscience at the tone
And when you're living in America
At the end of the millennium
You're what you own
Roger
The filmmaker cannot see
Mark
And the songwriter cannot hear
Roger
Yet I see Mimi everywhere
Mark
Angel's voice is in my ear
Roger
Just tighten those shoulders
Mark
Just clench your jaw till you frown
Roger
Just don't let go
Both
Or you may drown
You're living in America
At the end of the millennium
You're living in America
Where it's like the twilight zone
And when you're living in America
At the end of the millennium
You're what you own
So I own not a notion
I escape and ape content
I don't own emotion - I rent
Mark
What was it about that night
Roger
What was it about that night
Both
Connection - in an isolating age
Mark
For once the shadows gave way to light
Roger
For once the shadows gave way to light
Both
For once I didn't disengage
Mark
Angel - I hear you - I hear it
I see it - I see it
My film!
Roger
Mimi I see you - I see it
I hear it - I hear it
My song!
Mark (On the Phone) Roger
Alexi - Mark One song - glory
Call me a hypocrite Mimi
I need to finish my own film Your eyes
I quit!
Both
Dying in America
]At the end of the millennium
We're dying in America
To come into our own
And when you're dying in America
At the end of the millennium
You're not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone