When success is equated with excess The ambition for excess wrecks us When top of the mind becomes the bottom line When success is equated with excess
If you′re time ain′t be nothing for money I start to feel really bad for you honey Maybe honey put you′re money where your mouth′s been running If you′re time ain′t be nothing but money
I want out of this machine It doesn′t feel like freedom
(chorus) This ain′t my American dream I want to live and die for bigger things I′m tired of fighting for just me This ain′t my American dream
When success is equated with excess When we′re fighting for the beamer, the lexus As the heart and soul breathing the company goals Where success is equated with excess
I want out of this machine It doesn′t feel like freedom
(chorus)
Cause baby′s always talkin ′bout a ring And talk has always been the cheapest thing Is it true would you do what I want you to If I show up with the right amount of bling?
Like a puppet on a monetary string Maybe we′ve been caught singing Red, white, blue, and green But that ain′t my America, That ain′t my American dream
Well, I′d like to tell you all about my dream, it′s a place Where strip malls abound and diversion′s mere moments away Where culture′s defined by the ones least refined And you′ll be left behind if you don′t fit in It′s all distorted in americana, my way Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa Well, my dream has come true Whoa, whoa, whoa My vision has come true
Now, give me my cable, fast food, four-by′s, tat′s right away I want it right now, ′cause my g-ggeneration don′t like to wait My future′s determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin It′s quite an excursion, but it′s ok Everything′s backwards in americana, my way Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa Well, my dream has come true Whoa, whoa, whoa My vision has come true Yeah, it′s all coming true
I′m a product Of my environment So don′t blame me I just work here but I wanna fuck it all!
My rights are denied by those least qualified Trading profit for pride, but it′s ok Everything′s backwards in americana, my way Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa Well, my nightmare has come true Whoa, whoa, whoa My nightmare has come true Yeah, it′s all coming true Yeah, it′s all coming true
There was a time I packed my dreams away. Living in a shell, hiding from myself.
There was a time when I was so afraid. I thought I′d reached the end, But baby that was then I am made of more than my yesterdays.
This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment. Because I look around I can′t believe the love I see. My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubts That was then, this is my now.
And I have the courage like never before, yeah. I′ve settled for less now I′m ready for more, Ready for more.
This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment. As I look around I can′t believe the love I see. My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubts. That was then, this is my now.
I′m living in the moment I look around I can′t believe the love I see. My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubts. That was then, this is my now. This is my now.
Oh, oh Can you take care of her Oh, oh Maybe you can spare her Several moments Of your consideration Leading up To the final destination Oh, oh The Earth is calling out I wanna learn What it′s all about
But everything I read Is global warming Going green I don′t know What all this means But it seems To be saying
Wake up America We′re all In this together It′s our home So let′s take care of it You know that you want to You know that you got To wake up America
Tomorrow Becomes a new day And everything you do Matters Yeah Everything you do Matters In some way
Stand up I′ll try if you will Wake up It′s not a fire drill
All she needs Is a little attention Can you give her Just a little attention?
Uh, oh It′s easy to look away But it′s getting harder Day by day
Everything I read Is global warming Going green I don′t know What all this means But it seems To be saying
Wake up America We′re all In this together It′s our home So let′s take care of it You know that you want to You know that you got To wake up America
Tomorrow Becomes a new day And everything you do Matters Yeah Everything you do Matters in some way
I know that you Don′t want to hear it Especially coming From someone so young
But in the back seat Yeah They want to hear it (They want to hear it)
So come on (Turn it up) Come on (Turn it up) So come oooooooon (Turn it up) Wake up America We′re all In this together It′s our home So let′s take care of it You know that you want to You know that you got to Wake up America Tomorrow Becomes a new day And everything you do Matters Yeah Everything you do Matters in some way
[Wayne - Verse 1:] Woo! Music up please! Born and raised in the U.S.A. by the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay Ok.. Uh alright..yeah Born and raised in the U.S.A. Where the government is watching what you do and say Ayy well alright..yea Well Imma tell u this story bout a nigga wit glory Ya I come from piss poor and now I live in six stories houses My house big Listening to my own voice in my black rolls royce Get the girls of my choice to take off their shorts and blouses Haha take off my trousers Ya Ya dont know nothing bout this! Ayyyy! I′m a dope boy wit a guitar
[Shanell - Chorus:] Hey daddy can ya help me Ride wit the band in the back seat Riding wit the dope boy! (I′m a dope boy wit a guitar) Tell em if they looking for me I′m on the road to the next city Riding wit the dope boy! Dope boy wit a guitar
[Wayne - Verse 2:] Born and raised in the U.S.A. By the way of New Orleans where the killas stay But thats ok... yea... thats alright! ya I′m loved and praised in the U.S.A. My ancestors where slaves in the U.S.A. But now today.. it′s alright Yea COME ON! Oooooo! Dope boy wit a guitar!
[Shanell - Chorus:] Hey daddy can ya help me (yeaaa) Ride wit the band in the back seat Riding wit the dope boy! (I′m a dope boy wit a guitar) Tell em if they looking for me (damnn..) I′m on the road to the next city Riding wit the dope boy!(woo!)
[Wayne - Bridge:] BRIDGE! Born and raised in the U.S.A. Where my president is B-L-A-C-K Where my president is B-L-A-C-K Where my president is B-L-A-C-K I was born and raised in the U.S.A. And all i wanna do is play So turn me up TURN ME UP SO TURN ME UP! SO TURN ME UP!!!!!!
Count your blessings Walk the line Don′t move too fast Or fall behind There are rules you must obey They get re-written by the day Don′t do this - don′t say that Your every move is logged and tracked By the all oppressive eye Spy satellites in friendly skies
The new american century Has only just begun No one exempt from the tragedy Counterattack start pushing back
Fight the power That chokes your speech Fight the power That makes you bleed Fight the power That propogates lies To keep you weak Keep you in line Fight the power that reigns you in Divides and conquers Defines your sin Fight the power For one and all Before the power swallows us whole
No one dares to say a word Our panic drives all human herds In the land where cash is king Our silence bought and sold for free The future′s banging on our door When real I.D. will be the law Love thy neighbor and turn him in It′s call patriotism
The world is watching in disbelief Chanting shame on you How can you stand by so quietly Letting them rape your liberties
You can′t be bothered or concerned You see no reason for alarm Prejudice, religion hate Usher in new mandate Absolute and resolved One nation under one god Lack of interest has its price As we′re stripped of all our rights
Those who cannot learn from history Are doomed to repeat it!
I′m not alone cause the TV′s on yeah. I′m not crazy cause I take the right pills everyday. And rest, clean your conscious, clear your thoughts with speyside with your grain. Clean your conscious, clear your thoughts with speyside. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Tune in and we can get the last call. Our lives, our coal. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Sign up it′s the picket line or the parade. Our lives. I′m not alone cause the TV′s on yeah. I′m not crazy cause I take the right pills everyday. And rest, clean your conscious, clear your thoughts with speyside with your grain. Clean your conscious, clear your thoughts with speyside. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Tune in and we can get the last call. Our lives, our coal. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Sign up it′s the picket line or the parade, our lives. (I bled the) greed from my arm. Won′t they give it a rest now? Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt. Our hearts littering the topsoil. Tune in and we can get the last call. Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt, our hearts littering the topsoil. Sign up it′s the picket line or the parade.
I don′t need to be a global citizen, ′Cuz I′m blessed by nationality, I′m a member of a growing populace, we enforced our popularity there are things thet seem to pull us under and and there are things that drag us down, but there′s a power and a vital presence that′s lurking all around we′ve got the American Jesus see him on the interstate, we′ve got the American Jesus he helped build the president′s estate I feel sorry for the earth′s population ′cuz so few live in the U.S.A, at least the foreigners can copy our morality, they can visit but they cannot stay, only precious few can garner the prosperity, and it makes us walk with confidence, we′ve got a place to go when we die and the architect resides right here we′ve got the American Jesus bolstering national plan we′ve got the American Jesus overwhelming millions everyday
he′s the farmer barren fields, the force the army wields, the expressions in the faces of the starving millions, the power of the man. the fuel that drives the clan, the motive and the conscience of the murderer he′s the preacher on TV, the false sincerity, the form letter that written by the big computers, he′s the nuclear bombs, and the kids with no moms and I′m fearful that he′s inside me.
We′ve got the American Jesus see him on the interstate We′ve got the American Jesus exercising his authority We′ve got the American Jesus bolstering national plan We′ve got the American Jesus overwhelming millions everyday, Yeah!
If tomorrow all the things were gone Id worked for all my life And I had to start again With just my family by my side Id thank my lucky stars, To be livin′ here today Cause the flag still stands for freedom, and they cant take that away
And I′m proud to be an American where at least I know I′m free And I won′t forget the men who died who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up Next to you and defend her still today Cause there ain′t no doubt I love this land God bless the USA
From the lakes of Minnesota To the hills of Tennessee Across the plains of Texas, From sea to shining sea From Detroit down to Houston, To New York to L.A Well there′s pride in every American heart and it′s time to make a change
That I′m proud to be an American where at least I know I′m free And I won′t forget the men who died and who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up, Next to you and defend her still today Cause there ain′t no doubt I love this land God bless the USA
And I′m proud to be an American where at least I know I′m free And I won′t forget the men who died and who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up Next to you and defend her still today Cause there ain′t no doubt I love this land God bless the USA
over visions dosing in my head i′ve already lost much more than you can take from me
i′ve already lost much more than you will ever be
i don′t need it, you don′t want to fight me i can see that, you don′t even like me you don′t even, you don′t want to fight me man believe it, you ain′t nothin′ like me
i′ve already told you once god damn stop pushin′ me i don′t wanna go, i don′t wanna go, come on let me be
i don′t need it, you don′t want to fight me i can see that, you don′t even like me you don′t even, you don′t want to fight me man believe it, you ain′t nothin′ like me
and we pledge allegiance to a flag of a country that is fucked in the head
i don′t need it, you don′t want to fight me i can see that, you don′t even like me you don′t even, you don′t want to fight me man believe it, you ain′t nothin′ like me
like eady told you once god damn stop pushin′ me i don′t wanna go, i don′t wanna go, come on let me be
i don′t need it, you don′t want to fight me i can see that, you don′t even like me you don′t even, you don′t want to fight me man believe it, you ain′t nothin′ like me
and we pledge allegiance to a flag of a country that is fucked in the head
i don′t need it, you don′t want to fight me i can see that, you don′t even like me you don′t even, you don′t want to fight me man believe it, you ain′t nothin′ like me
I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it′s true I wrote this novel just for you That′s why it′s vulgar That′s why it′s blue And I say, thank you And I say, thank you
I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the mommy things she′s done For all the times she showed me wrong For all the time she sang god′s song And I say thank you Mom Hello Mom Thank you Mom Hi Mom
I read a book about Uncle Tom Where a whitey bastard made a bomb But now Ebonics rule our song Those motherfuckers got it wrong And I ask Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? You are
I read a book about the self Said I should get expensive help Go fix my head Create some wealth Put my neurosis on the shelf But I don′t care for myself I don′t care for myself I don′t care for myself I don′t care
I wrote this novel just for you I′m so pretentious, yes it′s true I wrote this novel just for you Just for you Just for you
Body of a monkey and the feet of a cock, Dragged from her home on the killing rock, Black dog dying on the weather vain, The Devil′s in a cat and the baby′s brain,
[Chorus] The End - The End of The American, The End - The End of The American, The End - The End of The American Witch,
Alone on the hill and ready to die, Cancer of darkness - blacken eye, The mark of the wolf and the sign of the calf, Angels bleed down above the raft,
We all pray for 20 innocents, We all bow down 20 innocents, We all hang high - 20 innocents, We all accused - 20 innocents,
[Chorus]
Do you want to know where their dreams come from? Some showed the faith and some showed none.
We all pray for 20 innocents, We all bow down 20 innocents, We all hang high - 20 innocents, We all accused - 20 innocents,
[Chorus]
Do you want to know where their dreams come from? Some showed the faith and some showed none.
[Hook x2: Nelly] Yo it be I man, fuckin it up for errbody I can′t lie man, they thought I was just gettin started Peep the pie man, its the american dream I′m just participatin, my participation is game
[Nelly] I′m makin this one for the hotel, motel, Holiday Inns Super 8, Red and the Ritz Carltons All my niggaz that tryin to ball, my niggaz ballin All my soldiers and generals, errbody fall in Stop stallin, pick up the phone and call in Tell your boss you ain′t gon make it to work in the mornin and while you explainin go head and throw a cough in and kindly explain that this won′t happen often but I′m long and I′m amazed, I′m be willin then dazed I rage that niggaz think that derrty don′t need a cage I should be put on display, for the display I′m displayin Half you niggaz is dyin and all the rest are decayin I′m doin tracks in hotels steady rockin girls bells Kinda like a young L residin in Nellyville I never squeal, not the type to kiss and tell but if I catch ya in the shower I might kiss ya tail
[Hook x2: Nelly] Yo it be I man, fuckin it up for errbody I can′t lie man, they thought I was just gettin started Peep the pie man, its the american dream I′m just participatin, my participation is game
[Ali] Now as I bounced off, Kyweezy writin movies Slo done took that mask off Mo′s the leader what do ya know, Murph run his ass off I got every whip, derrty even got a Nascar and you know we fucked up at his house Ayo my rain on weed, naps and Japanese Clap at g′s, smack ′em back on they knees Drop on wack, simple facts that rap needs and its always Christ-a-mas and wrap trees and I got my game, I said I got my game from the OG′s Smokin reefer, moonshine pumpin OD′s Bought a old plain chain, yeah you know me shipped in from Cali got it home, cops′ll know these Yo we smashed the summer We oughta recoup, call NASA to do the numbers All the friendship on the vocals started fire in the booth Got more whips and chains than amastad and russe
[Kyjuan] Ali I′m sicka ballin, unnecessary phone callin Man down, pimp in distress I think I′m fallin For anything but the okey doke I′m old school like her and bones and nooky ropes I can′t stand no groupie folks They want me to turn around like this is hokey poke They wanna bring me down like Irv before I choked I′m not a joke at all, I′m Quick-Draw-McGraw and number 20 on the Lakers couldnt hold me yall I′m climbin over yall, I′m still scorin 85 percenta yall awake but still snorin Got knowledge of self and now my style is much older now We Derrty Ent., We all we got we hold it down I′m feelin cooler than cool, my wrist cold and wild If theres a fashion king then I deserve the crown I′m U-City, you dressin up I′m dressin down and you keep messin up, me and your girl gon be messin
around
[Hook x2: Nelly] Yo it be I man, fuckin it up for errbody I can′t lie man, they thought I was just gettin started Peep the pie man, its the american dream I′m just participatin, my participation is game
[Murphy Lee] Ayo I′m fresh out the gate from the Lou with a Grammy in my resi′ Nelly bought me a presi′ with a diamond in the besi′ Tics taught me how to walk so when I run I be ready Female fans sayin that I′m they baby daddy Whoa more attention than Justin and Janet How I Midwest Swang and how I St. Louis Ram it Derrty Ent. damnit, got more bread than a samich and my wrist got more Nuggets than Carmelo and Camby Look, I′m from the Lou and I′m important like the Arch so tourists look for me like an important part shoot Find your talent, use your talent get your money or don′t find your talent and don′t use it and stay bummy But that ain′t on me cuz we built it from scratch My neck shit is a house witha house in the back Man I been wild since middle school, I was that little dude That been around more waist lines than hula hoops
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere Have I found you Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth Big pill looming Now I′m a fat house cat Nursing my sore blunt tongue Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks Pissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures thrown in the cold And clean blood of Christ mountain stream Have I found you Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth Big pill stuck going down
We′re from America, we′re from America Where we eat our young We′re from America, we′re from America It′s where Jesus was born We′re from America, we′re from America Where they let you cum on their faces We′re from America, we′re from America We speak American
We don′t believe in credibility Because we know that were fucking incredible
I want to be a martyr, don′t want to be a victim Be a killer with a god so they call me a hero Want to be a martyr, don′t want to be a victim Be a killer with a god so they call me a hero
God is an excuse So sing it with me
We′re from America, we′re from America We′re from America You can sing it with me
From America
We don′t like to kill our unborn We need them to grow up and fight our wars
We believe in everything we say We say it because we believe it
We′re from America, we′re from America We′re from America You can sing it with me
From America You can sing it with me From America You can sing it with me
We′re from America, we′re from America We turn literature into litter We′re from America, we′re from America We believe in being a quitter
I′m in recovery
From America From America America So sing it with me
We′re from America, we′re from America We′re from America You can sing it with me We′re from America, we′re from America We′re from America You can sing it with me
From America You can sing it with me From America You can sing it with me
I took a trip down to L′America To trade some beads for a pint of gold I took a trip down to L′America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L′America, L′America, L′America L′America, L′America, L′America
C′mon people, don′t ya look so down You know the rain man′s comin′ ta town Change the weather, change your luck And then he′ll teach ya how ta...find yourself L′America
Friendly strangers came to town All the people put them down But, the women loved their ways Come again some other day Like the gentle rain Like the gentle rain that falls
I took a trip down to L′America To trade some beads for a pint of gold I took a trip down to L′America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L′America, L′America, L′America L′America, L′America, L′America L′America
I never got high the first time I tried Just like everyone I know the cigarettes were bold For a little four foot nothing ten year-old On hot summer days We′d go down to the mall Send security climbin′ up the walls Just like everyone We were forever young
I am not so original Never to be cynical A little unstable Clinically labeled Fucked-up all-American I am totally miserable Ever to be pigeon-holed Completely obsessive Manic depressive Fucked-up all-American
We lived out our lives like we would never die Just like everyone But before Keith went to bed He put a double barrel shotgun to his head
I am not so original Never to be cynical A little unstable Clinically labeled Fucked-up all-American I am totally miserable Ever to be pigeon-holed Completely obsessive Manic depressive Fucked-up all-American
Smashing bottles and cans For reasons I don′t understand When I look at the past It′s like staring at pieces of broken glass
I am not so original Never to be cynical A little unstable Clinically labeled Fucked-up all-American I am totally miserable Ever to be pigeon-holed Completely obsessive Manic depressive Fucked-up all-American
Все мастера кунг-фу и гении любви, А я как ледокол на радиомели. Одна звезда отель, искать другое лень, Голодная модель, champagne, cocaine.
Просто ты в моих объятиях, Просто не плачь, плакать хватит нам, Запах знакомый улиц портовых манит. Просто ты в моих объятиях, Просто не плачь, плакать хватит нам, Кажется, каждый из нас давно уже спит.
И всем твоим друзьям я объявил войну, И кофе крепости такой — не выжить никому, И поцелуями стрелять наверняка, Пока мы не исчезли, как Pan American.
Просто ты в моих объятиях, Просто не плачь, плакать хватит нам, Запах знакомый улиц портовых манит. Просто ты в моих объятиях, Просто не плачь, плакать хватит нам, Кажется, каждый из нас давно уже спит.
A long, long time ago I can still remember How that music used to make me smile. And I knew that if I had a chance I could make those people dance, And maybe they’d be happy for a while.
Well, I know that you’re in love with him ‘cause I saw you dancing in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. I was a lonely teenage broken buck With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck, But I knew that I was out of luck the day the music died. I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when I die.
Did you write the book of love? And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so. Now do you believe in rock’ n roll? And can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when I die.
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news. But she just smiled and turned away. Well, I went down to the sacred store Where I’d heard the music years before, But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
Well now in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed, But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken. And the three men I admire the most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train to the coast the day the music died.
Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when I die.
This songs for the emo kids with the punk-rock, rockabilly screamo lids and the crunk-rock, hip-hop and metal queens who still don’t know what the heck that means let′s cheer for the real MCs all the east west 30 sound straight OGs with the hippy rock hardcore alt countries with the techno industrial magazine
[pre-chorus] I don’t know where I fit in but every time that records spins I know the way it makes me feel and I never tried to be your trend never asked to be everyone’s friend I’m just who I am and that’s life for real and every time you try to just remember...
[chorus] that I won’t be Americas Next Freak I will not let you down every time you speak and if all you see if you see Americas Next Freak take me home, take me home, take me home---
this ones for the Phyllis Deans and the beach boys rocking in the Philippines with the twist top x-box strategies all speaking French, Spanish, and Portuguese and one time for the half to bites with the super low low carb atckins diets and the man with the plan in the corduroy who just brought back the backstreet boys
[pre-chorus]
[chorus]
I don’t see anything around me I wont be, I wont be I don’t see anything around me I wont be, I wont be if you don’t see, then me make blind cause I wont see, I wont see it makes me sick, it makes me smile cause I wont be, I wont be
Just another one champion sound me and Estelle about to get down who the hottest in the world right now. Just touched down in London town. Bet they give me a pound. Tell them put the money in my hand right now. Tell the promoter we need more seats, we just sold out all the floor seats
Estelle: Chorus Take me on a trip, I′d like to go some day. Take me to New York, I′d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You′ll be my American Boy.
He said Hey Sister. It′s really really nice to meet ya. I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who′s just my type. I like the way he′s speaking his confidence is peaking. Don′t like his baggy jeans but Ima like what′s underneath it. And no I aint been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits. First let′s see the west end. I′ll show you to my bedroom. I′m liking this American Boy. American Boy
Chorus Take me on a trip, I′d like to go some day Take me to New York, I′d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You′ll be my American Boy, American Boy.
Can we get away this weekend. Take me to Broadway. Let′s go shopping baby then we′ll go to a Cafe. Let′s go on the subway. Take me to your hood. I neva been to Brooklyn and I′d like to see what′s good. Yes get all your fancy clothes. Sneaker′s looking Fresh to Def I′m lovin those Shell Toes. Walkin that walk. Talk that slick talk. I′m likin this American Boy. American Boy.
Chorus Take me on a trip, I′d like to go some day. Take me to New York, I′d love to see LA. I really want to come kick it with you. You′ll be my American Boy
Kanye West: Who killin em in the UK. Everybody gonna to say you K, reluctantly, because most of this press don′t f**k wit me. Estelle once said to me, cool down down don′t act a fool now now. I always act a fool oww oww. Aint nothing new now now. He crazy, I know what ya thinkin. White Pino I know what you′re drinkin. Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you′re blinkin. What′s you′re persona. I got this American Brama. Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer. Dressed smart like a London Bloke. Before he speak his suit bespoke. And you thought he was cute before. Look at this P Coat, Tell me he′s broke. And I know you′re not into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit. But I still talk that CAAASH. Cuz a lot wacks want to hear it. And I′m feelin like Mike at his Baddest. The Pips at they Gladys. And I know they love it. so to hell with all that rubbish
Estelle: Would you be my love, my love. could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine Could you be my love, my love. Would you be my American Boy. American Boy
Chorus Take me on a trip, I′d like to go some day Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay. I really want to come kick it with you. You′ll be my American Boy, American Boy.
Us Living As We Do Up-Side-Down, And the new words of hell is revolution, People don′t even want to hear the preachers spill or squeal, Because gods hoard has been thoroughly peaked And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey, The Youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up, Woke up one night thinking Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys America stripped from bed and we have not all yet closed our eyes,
The signs of truth were tattooed across our au-the-ne-tic vagina, We learned to our amazement the untold tale of scandal, 2 long centuries burried in a rusty volt, hosed down daily with gagging perfume, America was a bastard a illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose legs were then spread around the world and a rape that′s known as freedom, freedoom Democracy, liberty and justice were revolutionary code names, that proceeded the (bubbling x4) In the mother countries crotch, What does Webster say about soul? All I want is a good home and a wife and a children, And some food to feed them every night. After all is said and done, Build a new route to china if they′ll have you Who will survive in America? [x4]
Like a spider to a fly she sang, I was tangled in her web. I lived to see her smile until I saw the fangs. Was I lost in a mirage or was it in me?
American beauty - just an illusion of a girl, American beauty - spreading her image to the world. I couldn′t have tried to fight her, to deny her, I have died to lie beside her. Wrong or right, she was mine - American beauty.
Every whisper drew me closer still, Every breath we seemed to share. I couldn′t turn away, she moved in for the kill. Did I give into the bait or lead it to me?
American beauty - just an illusion of a girl, American beauty - spreading her image to the world. I couldn′t have tried to fight her, to deny her, I have died to lie beside her. Wrong or right, she was mine - American beauty.
No more the same, is she to blame Or am I responsible because I came? Moth to a flame, I surrendered to her pull. Wrong or right, she was mine for a night.
American beauty - just an illusion of a girl, American beauty - spreading her image to the world. American beauty - still I can feel her in my veins, American beauty - part of me now forever stained. I couldn′t have tried to fight her, to deny her, I have died to lie beside her. Wrong or right, she was mine - American beauty
he land of the free The home, the deprived For years just sat back while others were asleep But now the times are changing Are you gonna stay the same? We change the point of view while you point the blame on me on me on me on... You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies Without your lies, without your lies
We take responsibility for things that you say away you push it off, push it off on someone like me Someone who cares just a little too much You′re using just another fucking crutch like me Like me like me like me...
You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies You′re nothing, nothing, nothing without your lies Without your lies, without your lies... Lies...
What a drag it is The shape i′m in Well I go out somewhere Then I come home again
I light a cigarette ′Cause I can′t get no sleep Theres nothing on the TV nothing on the radio That means that much to me
All my life Watching America All my life There′s panic in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh There′s trouble in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh
Yesterday was easy Happiness came and went I got the movie script But I don′t know what it meant
I light a cigarette ′Cause I can′t get no sleep Theres nothing on the TV nothing on the radio That means that much to me Theres nothing on the TV nothing on the radio That I can believe in
All my life Watching America All my life There′s panic in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh There′s trouble in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh There′s panic in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh
Yesterday was easy Yes I got the news When you get it straight, but stand up you just can′t lose Give you my confidence, all my faith in life
Dont stand me up Don′t let me down I need you tonight To hold me, say you′ll be here To hold me, say you′ll be here To hold me, say you′ll be here To hold..
All my life Watching America All my life There′s panic in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh She′s just in America Oh Oh Oh, Oh
Tell me how does it feel Tell me how does it feel Tell me how does it feel Tell me how does it feel
Sing us a song of the century It sings like American Eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me
[A. Mass Hysteria]
Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria!
Red alert is the colour of panic Elevated to the point of static Beating into the hearts of the fanatics And the neighborhood′s a loaded gun Idle thought lead to full-throttle screaming And the wellfare is asphyxiating Mass confusion is all the new age and it′s creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria
Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria!
True sounds of manacial laughter And the deafmute is misleading the choir The punchline is a natural disaster And it′s sung by the unemployed Fight fire with a riot The class war is hanging on a wire because the martyr is a compulsive liar When he said "it′s just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the ...."
Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria!
There′s a disturbance on the oceanside They tapped into the reserve The static response is so unclear now Mayday this is not a test! As the neighborhood burns, America is falling Vigilantes warning ya, calling christian and gloria
[Bridge + Solo]
[B. Modern World]
I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world!
I′m a fugitive son In the era of dissent A hostage of the soul On a strike to pay the rent The last of the rebels Without a common ground I′m gonna light a fire into the underground
I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world!
I am a nation without bureaucratic lies Deny the allegation as it′s written (fucking lies!)
I want to take a ride to the great divide Beyond the "up to date" and the neo-gentrified The high definition for the low resident Where the value of your mind is not held in contempt I can hear the sound of a beating heart That bleeds beyond a system that′s falling apart With money to burn on a minimum wage I don′t give a shit about the modern age
I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world! I don′t wanna live in the modern world!
I don′t wanna live in the modern world! (Mass hysteria!)
She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She′s got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She is paranoid like Endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind She′s the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of critical mass She′s on a hunger strike For the ones who won′t make it for dinner She makes enough to survive For a holiday of working class
She′s a runaway of the establishment incorporated. She won′t cooperate She′s the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records Singing songs on the eve of destruction She′s a sucker for All the criminals breaking the laws She will come in first For the end of western civilization She′s an endless war She′s a hero for the lost cause Like a hurricane In the heart of the devastation She′s a natural disaster She′s the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She′s got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization She′s a natural disaster She′s the last of the American girls
Don′t wanna be an American idiot. Don′t want a nation under the new mania. And can you wizard the sound of hysteria? The subpluck fuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All cause the idiot of nation Everything isn′t meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We′re not the ones who meant to follow. For that′s enough to argue.
Well maybe I′m suckin America. I′m not a part of a redneck agenda. Now everybody do the propaganda. And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All cause the idiot of nation Everything isn′t meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We′re not the ones who′re meant to follow. For that′s enough to argue.
Don′t wanna be an American idiot. One nation controlled by the media. Information age of hysteria. It′s calling out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All cause the idiot of nation. Everything isn′t meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We′re not the ones who′re meant to follow. For that′s enough to argue.
[Lil Wayne:] Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch I′m An American Superstar
[CHORUS: x2] [Flo Rida:] I Got Guns For The Snitches Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures [Lil Wayne:] I Got Guns For The Snitches And Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Flo Rida:] Heavy Metal For Them Boys Slanging Pedals For The Cash Got An Appetite For Destruksion You Can Call Me Axcel Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Done Done Ask Me Bout What A Nikka Do Well Ask Me Were The Bricks Come From That′s What A Snitch Nikka Do They Tell I Don′t Want Nothing To Do With That Deal If It′s Selected I′m Bringing Them Shells Only Position For Me Is A Playa That′s Right Playa Better Get It Right Playa I Have To Be In Emergency Lucky For You If I′m Blowing My Trees Come On My Nerve No Regular me It′s Somebody Shawty With Me On Her Knees I′m Ready If There′s A Problem She Sexy Flo Rida Holla Don′t Test Me Get That Bro Harda Get Messy Just Like A Mobster My Brawls Deserve Lobsters You Clowns Deserve Choppas You Serve Like Jimmy Hoppa American Showstoppa
[CHORUS: x2] [Lil Wayne:] I Got Guns For The Snitches And Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures [Flo Rida:] I Got Guns For The Snitches Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:] Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch I got Money On Money On Money On Money On Top Of More Money On Top Of My Shit Like Flies Open That Ferriar F5 Like Eyes Up And Down Ocean Drive Jumping Out That MayBach With A Bitch Way Back To Tease Them Tighs She Got A Tattoo On Her Booty And It Say 305 DJ Khalid Say It′s A Movie Now Don′t Forget Your Line Cause You Don′t Want Me to Edit Before We Roll The Credits Bitch Give Me My Credit I′m So Energetic I′m Fucking Like Rabbits Smoking On Lettuce But What Ever I Want I Get It I Meant It If I Said It And I Say I Keep Pumping I Ain′t Talking Unleaded If You Want It Come Get It Cause Boy I′m Ready I Get It Fast Fetty They Should Call Me Tom Petty Got Two Bitches One Peanut Butter Jelly I′m An American Gangsta Already And I′m An American Superstar
[CHORUS: x2] [Flo Rida:] I Got Guns For The Snitches Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures [Lil Wayne:] I Got Guns For The Snitches And Roses For The Bitches Hoppin′ out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures
[Lil Wayne:] I′m An American Superstar Yeah I′m An American Superstar Yeah I′m An American Superstar Yeah Baby I′m An American Superstar Yeah Uh Hu
There′s an intruder in my house He cut my phone-lines can′t dial out I scream for police but I doubt They′re gonna hear me when I shout
[rapping]
A couple of cocktails will send me to jail there′s a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over there′s a doberman pinscher and a pitbull in the seat these pigs ′ll get bit fooling with me quit fooling with me Bitch, you′re gonna see No pistol in the seat why it always gotta be an issue when you′re me and which you′re gonna see in the long run Im′a be the wrong one you wanna harass with this limo tinted glass flashin that flash-light on my ass where was you at last night when them assholes ran up on my grass rapper slash actor kiss the crack on my cracker slashed ass they took away my right to bear arms what I′m posed to fight with bear palms? yeah right they coming with bombs, I′m comin with flare-guns We as americans
[Chorus]
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
Im′a make Vuku bucks wearin Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex I could′ve been next to fly over the cuckoo′s nest but you know who whith an "S" tatooed to my chest But I′ve innested Now I got the Industry pissy eversince me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on fifty it′s funny We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper-airplanes out of a twenty Fuck money I don′t rap for dead presidents I′d rather see the president dead It′s never been said but I said precedents and the standards and they can′t stand it My name should′ve been bastard the shit should′ve been plastered on my forehead with a stamp I should′ve been blasted I should′ve been had a cap pulled in my ass but I′m too swift and fast for that, I′m past it I′m too old to go and cruise Gratiot Fuck that shit I done seen a fastest rap shit and turning into some pap-pap shit that quick snap click but this time they got fucking auto-ma-tic (jamaican) and no one gon′ test this mon Clack
[Chorus] We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
(SSHHH) I got a secret if you can keep it between us I tuck two Nina′s under my jeans either side of my penis under my Long Johns under my Sean Johns when running with the long arm or the long long gone Im′a do five years or less than that no questions asked it might be a good idea to stop right here and quit while I′m ahead already in the red already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass he probly gone send a task I ain′t gone even ask they ain′t gone let me pack they ain′t gone gimme my semi but I got my Whizz at
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We are Americans Us as a citizen We as samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
There′s an intruder in my house He cut my phone-lines can′t dial out I scream for police but I doubt They′re gonna hear me when I shout
A couple of cocktails will send me to jail there′s a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over there′s a doberman pinscher and a pitbull in the seat these pigs ′ll get bit fooling with me quit fooling with me Bitch, you′re gonna see No pistol in the seat why it always gotta be an issue when you′re me and which you′re gonna see in the long run Im′a be the wrong one you wanna harass with this limo tinted glass flashin that flash-light on my ass where was you at last night when them assholes ran up on my grass rapper slash actor kiss the crack on my cracker slashed ass they took away my right to bear arms what I′m posed to fight with bear palms? yeah right they coming with bombs, I′m comin with flare-guns We as americans
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
Im′a make Vuku bucks wearin Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex I could′ve been next to fly over the cuckoo′s nest but you know who whith an "S" tatooed to my chest But I′ve innested Now I got the Industry pissy eversince me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on fifty it′s funny We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper-airplanes out of a twenty Fuck money I don′t rap for dead presidents I′d rather see the president dead It′s never been said but I said precedents and the standards and they can′t stand it My name should′ve been bastard the shit should′ve been plastered on my forehead with a stamp I should′ve been blasted I should′ve been had a cap pulled in my ass but I′m too swift and fast for that, I′m past it I′m too old to go and cruise Gratiot Fuck that shit I done seen a fastest rap shit and turning into some pap-pap shit that quick snap click but this time they got fucking auto-ma-tic (jamaican) and no one gon′ test this mon Clack
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We as Americans Us as a citizen We are samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
(SSHHH) I got a secret if you can keep it between us I tuck two Nina′s under my jeans either side of my penis under my Long Johns under my Sean Johns when running with the long arm or the long long gone Im′a do five years no less than that no questions asked it might be a good idea to stop right here and quit while I′m ahead already in the red already got a steady infrared meant for my head A target on my back bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass he probly gone send a task I ain′t gone even ask they ain′t gone let me pack they ain′t gone gimme my semi but I got my Whizz at
We as a Americans Us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves Look at our shit has been We better check ourselves Livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health Surviving by any means We are Americans Us as a citizen We as samaritans What do we get us in We better check ourselves Look at our shit has been Take a look where you live This is America And we are Americans
America, hahaha, we love you, how many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of our′s, the stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect, the women and men who have broke their neck′s for the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold, or so we′re told...
Yo′, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song, I never would′ve dreamed in a million years i′d see, so many motherfuckin′ people who feel like me, who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, it′s like a fuckin′ army marchin′ in back of me, so many lives I touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight through your radio waves it plays and plays, ′till it stays stuck in your head for days and days, who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin′ my hair, with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this, how could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must′ve struck a chord, with somebody up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I ain′t causin′ nuthin′ but problems, and now they′re sayin′ i′m in trouble with the government, i′m lovin′ it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I′m dumping it on...
[CHORUS]
White America, I could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this, white America, Erica loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get, white America, I could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this, white America, Erica loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get...
Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown, Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelf, but Shady′s cute, Shady knew, Shady′s dimple′s would help, make ladies swoon baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let′s do the math, if I was black, I would′ve sold half, I ain′t have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but I could rap, so fuck school, i′m too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin′ studio′s at, when I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, no labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was like, fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up under his ass, helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got, was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he′s got, like damn, we just swapped, sittin′ back lookin′ at shit, wow, i′m like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now, it′s...
[CHORUS]
See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, who otherwise would of never knew these words exist, whose mom′s probably would of never gave two squirts of piss, ′till I created so much motherfuckin′ turbulence, straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, that′s all it took, and they were instantly hooked right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them, that′s why they put my lyric′s up under this microscope, searchin′ with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin′ to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don′t like this, nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working ′round the clock, to try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston, after it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom, so now i′m catchin′ the flack from these activists when they raggin′, actin′ like i′m the first rapper to smack a bitch, or say faggot, shit, just look at me like i′m your closest pal, the posterchild, the motherfuckin′ spokesman now for...
[CHORUS]
So to the parents of America, I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her character, the ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns, sent to lead the march right up to the steps of congress, and piss on the lawns of the White House, to burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker, to spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy of hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, fuck you Tipper Gore, fuck you with the freest of speech this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, fuck you, [vocal melody], he, hahaha, i′m just playin′ America, you know I love you...
Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton Old things they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie Cause Dixieland, that′s where I was born Early Lord one frosty morning Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on
So hush little baby Don′t you cry You know your daddy′s bound to die But all my trials, Lord will soon be over
O beautiful for spacious skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties Above thy fruited plain
America, America God shed His grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea
For beautiful..for spacious skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain..majesties Above the fruited plain... America!...America!... God shed His grace..on thee.. And crowned thy good, with brotherhood From sea...to shining sea...
America!..America!! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea...to..shining..sea!!
Lookin out a dirty old window, Down below the cars in the city go rushing by, I see it here alone and I wonder why, Friday night and everyone′s moving. I can feel the heat but its soothing heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town,
Downtown the young was are going, Downtown the young ones are growing,
[Chorus:] We′re the kids in america, We′re the kids in america, Everybody live for the music around,
Bright Lights, The music gets faster, Look boy don′t check on your watch, Not another glance, I′m not leaving now honey not a chance, Hot shot give me no problems, Much later baby you′ll be, saying "nevermind," You know life is cruel, Life is never kind,
Kind hearts don′t make a new story, Kind hearts don′t grab any glory,
[Chorus:] We′re the kids in america, We′re the kids in america, Everybody live for the music around,
Come closer honey thats better, Gotta get a brand new experience feelin right, Oh, don′t try to stop baby hold me tight, Outside a new day is dawning, Outside suburbia calling, everywhere, I don′t want to go baby, New York to East California, There′s a new way come in on ya,
[Chorus:] We′re the kids in america, We′re the kids in america, Everybody live for the music around, We′re the kids in america, we′re the kids in america, Everybody live for the music around.
You could have knocked me out with a feather. I know you′ve heard this all before, but we′re just Hell′s neighbors. Why, why, why won′t the world revolve around me? In my dreams trees grow all over the streets.
But I don′t know much about classic cars (cars), But I′ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke (coke). Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike, Media Blitz
Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts But I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins. Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts But I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins.
You can bow and pretend that You don′t, don′t know you′re a legend. Time, time, time hasn′t told anyone else yet. (..Sorry I just..) Let my love loose again.
I don′t know much about classic cars (cars), But I′ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke (coke). Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike, Media Blitz
Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts But I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins. Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts But I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins.
You could have knocked me out with a feather I know you′ve heard this all before
Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts But I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins. Let′s hear it for America′s sweethearts I must confess, I′m in love with my own sins.
Sweethearts Let′s hear it for, let′s hear it Sweethearts Let′s hear it for, let′s Sweethearts
She′s an American beauty. I′m an American psycho. She′s an American beauty. I′m an American. I′m an American. American Psycho. I′m an American. I′m an American. I′m, I′m, I′m an American psycho.
I think I fell in love again. Maybe I just took too much cough medicine. I′m the best worst thing that hasn′t happened to you yet. The best worst thing. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. And you can kill me, kill me or let God sort ‘em out. And you can kill me, kill me or.
She′s an American beauty. I′m an American psycho. She′s an American beauty. I′m an American. I′m an American. American Psycho. I′m an American. I′m an American. I′m, I′m, I′m an American psycho.
I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth. But it′s your thread count I really care about. Stay up ′til the lights go out. Stay up, Stay up. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. And as we′re drifting off to sleep. All those dirty thoughts of me. They were never yours to keep.
Altered boys, altered boys. We’re the things that love destroyed. (I′m an American, I′m an American). You, me, us, them. We’re just resurrection men. (I′m an American, I′m an American). Us, we were only there, to make you live again. (I′m an American, I′m an American). Us, we were pity sex, nothing more and nothing less.
She′s an American beauty. I′m an American psycho. She′s an American beauty. I′m an American. I′m an American. American Psycho. I′m an American. I′m an American. I′m, I′m, I′m an American psycho.
American Boy Я играю на балалайке, Это самый русский инструмент. Я мечтаю жить на Ямайке, На Ямайке балалаек нет. И нету счастья в личной жизни, Проходят зря мои года. Ну, где ж ты принц мой заграничный, Приходи поскорей, я жду тебя!
Припев: Американ бой, американ джой, Американ бой фор ол из тайм. Американ бой, уеду с тобой, Уеду с тобой, Москва прощай, Американ бой ой, ой, уеду с тобой. Американ бой.
Я простая русская девчонка, За границей с роду не была. Ты американец, ты мальчонка, Увози меня и все дела. Я буду плакать и смеяться, Когда усядусь в Мерседес. И буду в роскоши купаться, Приезжай поскорей за мной, я здесь!
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American Politicians have scarred our good name There are those too scared to see the terror threat hyperbole Were not all blood thirsty, ignorant, flag waving government sycophants See through the lies, in corporate ties We singing we want a change
And ignoring the Log in our eye, sending thousands off to die watch them lose their ass on page 23, then they save their face on your TV
Got to be the good American Got to be the good American Questioning what they are selling me Questioning what they are selling me Got to be the good American Got to be the good American Questioning what they have done to me what they have done to me
Hell bent on Nation building, Governments run amuck In the name homeland security, its the worldwide manifest destiny International bully, with a disregard for sovereignty I see health care shutting down but, Baghdad needs a mall downtown how can we, how can we, how can we.. Well, how can we find the speck in our brothers eye, when were the ones going blind, going blind, going blind
Got to be the good American Got to be the good American Questioning what they are selling me Questioning what they are selling me Got to be the good American Got to be the good American Questioning what they have done to me Got to be the good American Got to be the good American Questioning what they have done to me what they have done to me
How can we save anybody else when we cant save ourselves How can we change anybody else, when we fail to change ourselves. How can we give away what we don′t already have, anyway
I got to be the good American I don′t want to be no President Got to be the good American I don′t want to be no Patriot Our darkest fears, our wars alone, our war is here, our wars alone Now we cant waste, we cant waste our feelings on if they will hate or love us we will overcome
Got to be the good American Got to be the good American I don′t want to be no President, No President
Yeah And I′ve set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We′ve travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money and fame I played their game And As they scream my name I will show no shame I live and die for this And if I come off soft Then chew on this!
Are you scared?
Devil without a cause And Im back with the beaver hats And Ben Davis slacks 30 pack of Strohs 30 pack of hoes No rogaine in the propane flow The chosen one I′m the living proof With the gift of gab From the city and true I jabbed and stabbed And knocked critics backs And I did not studder when I said that I′m goin′ platnum Sellin′ rhymes I went platinum Seven times And still they ill They wanna see us fry I guess because only god knows why Why why why why why
Yeah, you know my blood is red And ooh, child my skin is pure white, yeah And I don′t pull no punches If some fool wants to fight Cause this kid ain′t afraid to get up and make a stand Oh, no, no, no For love or money, I get it any way I can You know I will
I′m an all American boy All American man Yea, yes I am I′m just an all American boy Baby, I′m an American man That′s what what I am
And I love European women, give me a European car Cause you know baby, I love bein′ a star, yea I do Oooh, star-spangled guitar
I got a big block for my lady Now is that too hard to understand? Oh, I thought so baby From New York to Memphis I got a hundred million supermen Oh, that′s what I am
I′m an all American boy Baby, I′m an American man, well yes I am I an all American boy I′m your Uncle Sam Well that′s who I am Yes, we′re all American boys We′re all American men Oh yea
Oh, you expect us, American men I say the USA, well that′s okay Amercian ways Well love it, leave it, love it baby Cause I′m your Uncle Sam
So here it goes The story of my life so I′ve been told Get on follow boy or you′ll be left out in the cold But I dont give a damn ′Cause I know who I am And you don′t gotta understand ′Cause I can′t change for no man
I chose to go along the road less traveled I chose to go the road less traveled yeah
[Chorus:] I play the American Game But I don′t play the same I got my hat tipped down I got my peace sign out And I′m not gonna change
So here I am Generation X now I′m happy as hell ′Cause I′m rockin′ in here On American soil, mmmm put it back
Because of you my friends I can live my life and I can be Free to be me It′s such a feeling to Not have to give a damn ′Cause I know who I am And ya′ll don′t gotta understand ′Cause I don′t change for no man
′Cause I chose, to go along that road less traveled I chose to go along the road less traveled
[Chorus]
I don′t give a damn ′Cause I know who I am But I don′t play the same