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flattering yourself 

So when the smoke clears here I am 
Your reject all-American 
Sucking up your social sect 
Making you a nervous wreck 
To hell
I like my heroes
To be honest and strong
I wear t-shirts
And blue jeans
I try to understand
All the cultures of this world
I'm an American from
And on a star spangled night my love.
(you can rest) You can rest your head on my shoulder (shoulder). 
Out by the dawn's early light, my love 
(I will defend)
to violence
That history rejects

Eyes are spitting venom
Shocked senseless by the grief
Another day for dying
As your terror cry abominates

Mushroom cloud is
We've worked hard all of our lives
It's a fight just to survive

You'd better get this straight
Wise up before it's too late
We're not threatened by your
together in the glow of the dusty headlights
All the little pretties with the stars in their hair
Sipping titos and crystal light

It's another round
in by the metro for killing time and pain 
With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins

And everything's been sold American
The lonely
in by the metro for killing time and pain 
With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins

And everything's been sold American
The lonely
by
I watched the sun fall down in the canyons
I nearly met my maker in LA
I thought I'd seen it all
Until she showed me the American way
Oh,
Calling from the rooftop
I'm singing your name
All that's been blown apart
Has been washed away
When you were out there fighting
Going up
Hey Mr. Music
With all your illusions
Your for gone conclusions
Your grand delusions

Hey Mr. Music
My name's not honey
And don't call me dear
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
Bow your head
The prayer calls to violence
That history rejects

Mouths are spitting venom
Shocked senseless by the grief
Another day of dying
And the body was all battered:

American roulette,
Stake your life upon it,
American roulette,
Same eyes, same eyes,
American roulette.

Take that boy
a car by the seaside 
Watching the world from the bright side 
To all of you, American girls in the movies 
Noone can tell where your heart is
I like my heroes
To be honest and strong
I wear t-shirts
And blue jeans
I try to understand
All the cultures of this world
I'm an American from
say "What's mine is yours
And yours is mine"

Swap-meat the American way
You can have it twice a day
Swap-meat the American way
It's indoor recreation
that discovery

The queen of Spain, spends some change
Now Paris Hilton is pushing the range
Stars ride by while the chauffeur's drive
But all you
American world
Why cower to all those
Who oppose the American world?

When you walk away from that which makes you strong
You only fool yourself; you
trust you 

Expatriated American feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies 
That they told themselves back home 

Down to the Banana
know they can't trust you
Expatriated americans feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies
That they told themselves back home

Down
and the headline read
"All-American Comeback Kid"

He was recruited by the best schools in the land
He decided he would sign with his Uncle Sam
Kissed his mama
Faded jaded fallen cowboy star
Pawn shops itching for your old guitar
Where you've gone, it ain't nobody knows
The sequins have fallen from your
skinny, you got fat. 
Watched your older brother decapitate your cat. 

You're a all American, all American girl.

The day you turned 14 you weren't
American 
Buy, buy, buy... 
We'll stay up all night with the radio on 
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on 
Whatever you do, be sure you by