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O.k no more songs about you. After this one I am done. You're gone.[repeat until end] 

Tell all the English boys you meet 
about the American boy
the star
Who's done the best by far.

Oh, gee, it's great!
At last we've got a senator who can really sing and dance.
We can't expect America to win
listen up closely 

All bets are off 
There are no guarantees 
What happens next 
We’ll have to just wait and see 
Let this song be my goodbye
Americans
Hey Jimmy Where's The Old Songs?
Have You Forgot The Words
Well We're All The Rights
And Victims In Your Heart
Well We're All The Rights
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
Military personnel are mobilized and waiting orders

Despite the quiet and the deceptive calm, tension is still
thick in the air after last night's
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Of forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me
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 thirteen
Tell me
should push back to the city, fo real doe
Nigga, for what?
What that nigga, what's that Jeezy song say nigga?
"Last time I checked I was the man on these
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
Because I'm on, because I'm on the American Bandstand
When we dance real slow I'll show all the guys in the grandstand
What a swinger I am, I am on American
the twenty seven eight-by-ten
Colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
Of each one, sat down.  Man came in said, "All
'bout to rock this
At the Great American Music Hall, pissin on the box office
Pick apart the detail, alcohol and females
All around the world same song
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me
and all-American men were like Hemingway to the days of the wondrous ?B? movie.   The producer underwritten by all the millionaires necessary will be Casper ?The
the right place
Showed her my boarding pass, and then she sort of gasped
All embarrassed put an extra lime on my water glass
An hour later here she comes by
I love you, I have all your albums!..)

They stay on nigga patrol on american roads
And when you travel abroad they got world nigga law
Some folks
the most shit win, that's warpy American nonsense penned by the rich, not a routine friend in a pinch, still not used to the stench, how it throws off
Drinkin' all night long to sad country songs
It's driving me insane
Well, I'm drownin' my fears in cheap American beer
I'm lookin' for somebody
to the beat of the t'balo
Now dig the story and follow
For then it landed, on American soil
Through the sweat, the blood and the toil

Hear, "Praise the Lord,"
they play my shit first
On the Billboard and last on the countdown, like contact on that show
So what's up black, yo, how that sound?
If you down then
about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole
All I hear is I'm the best at this and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name, no brought
what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some s*** that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all n****s
they play my shit first
On the Billboard and last on the countdown, like contact on that show
So what's up black, yo, how that sound?
If you down then
I seen it before uh yeah
Hundred grand jin uh
Check it check it check it out
Imma take y'all back on this journey real quick uh
Take ya'll back in