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the success
Of an American dream

Are you confused by the chaos
In everyones wandering eyes
Do you dream of running naked
In warm rain
Are you confused
followed by a feeling I'd hit the glass ceiling
Maybe I'd best disappear
Pick any market
Pick a straitjacket
If you can't act it
Misfit, you don't
to prolong the death,
The empty feeling of your last caress
Nobody knows where the time has gone
Destined to stand all alone,
Thriving off the anguish
Do you ever get a feeling
You should be watching Ealing
The heroes of our youth are all there
George and Bill, Alec and Will
All so religiously
In this world (this that feeling)
What's happening to love? (It's that feeling you miss)
I'd like to know (it's that love, it's that passion)
But you're determined to get out of this hell 
You're not the only one who's ever had it hard 
Somebody somewhere's feeling all your pain 
Think
plume twilight
American tears

Prairie-burnt eyes tell the hell and break through the lens
Feed the buildings by the coast a flagrant dance
Wounded
land
We've been too long American dreaming
And I think we all lost the way
Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
I'm in love with an American
myself unto myself

One day while feeling lonely I wandered in to town
To take a look and listen to what was going down
Nothing seemed to change much, all
of my mind
Won't submit to my suicide

Ignorance breeds ignorance
Amidst all the pain 
Anger guilt and shame
Violence seems the american dream
It's
and of feelings

Draining dry the very mind
All we know is what they show
Never seen the chains that binds 
Lies enslave you!
Registrations that will burn our
You know what pisses me off more than anything, 
Is all these people who aren't exactly politically correct. 
Like the other day, I was out walking
least expect it,
Nurtured by a kiss or a tear that wets it.
Love will grow if one just lets it,
Let love grow.

I know you, have feelings for me too
Reject the pose of injured chastity
Quietness,
I can feel the energies emission,
Precluding a stagnation of time

Justify the truth which keeps my
drown by a feeling 
The night is calling me 
I'm ready to start living 
Where music flows free

Take me or leave me 
I am what I will be 
Live
she planned it.
She's feeling
Neglected
Taken for granted. Apathy.
Harsh words and things she doesn't mean
â??It's all over'
â??Move on'
She's
the greatest star

Who is the pip with pizazz?
Who is all ginger and jazz?
Who is as glamorous as?

Who's an American beauty rose
With that American
drown by a feeling 
The night is calling me 
I'm ready to start living 
Where music flows free

Take me or leave me 
I am what I will be 
Live
But for all you know
I'm already gone

So what have I got to prove
And what have I got to lose
When your not worth fighting for
And why am I feeling
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
drown by a feeling 
The night is calling me 
I'm ready to start living 
Where music flows free

Take me or leave me 
I am what I will be 
Live
take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you

You can run but you can't hide
From that feeling buried deep inside
Let's forget if
American men, and she'd say:

â?? You know, American men are such wimps, I mean, they're always talking about their feelings.

And I said:

â?? They are?
efforts are negated by the passive observers.

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They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
girl you cannot touch 
Everyone lives forever here, those were my thoughts 

And I don't wanna be a part of that all American dream 
But still I keep