Lyrics:
of my American dreams
Well life ain't perfect it ain't worth it
Without you
I'm sorry baby I was never meant to hurt you
I miss our calls and late night
in a whack shack in Arkansas
The suits came knocking, said they represent
Some fat cat asshole seeking settlement
For defacing an American dream his
a perfect example of an American dream
[Repeat Chorus]
My parents are dumb they'll never suspect
And if they do I'll just tell em its a science fair
kolacją
Nasz american dream
Choć w scenariuszu nie wspomnieli
Że będziesz zdradzał I pił
Piątkowa tradycja
Policje wzywają sąsiedzi
Wybaczam
Są
redneck American dream
Behind that private picket fence
I got cornhole and Jim Beam
I got coolers full of ice cold beer
And lightbulbs on a string
not look at pictures painted by presidents and unemployed prime ministers
In times of national peril, abomunists, as reality Americans
stand ready
won't settle for they money or they schools
I care about my life more than American rules
Not just to be a fool but look what it's doing to you
Africa is
Plug my phone in to play a folk song
It seems we came to look for the American dream without realising
It’s almost Christmas in Philly
They really go
brother came home in a box
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault
Another red heart taken by the American dream
And I feel it there, in
relay you the facts
The foreign policy just delayed the collapse
The US policy motivated by Fed
To justify the suppression
Of independent care
tonight
American dream, I'm sleepin' tight
It was economy seats on flights
Now it's just business class (at least)
Kickin' my feet up, think about times
Lost in the woods of a dream
Call it an American one but we couldn't be further from home
So we rode, in the search of a place to rest our
I used to say
Do dreams really come true?
Do miracles happen?
Can I get paid for my passion?
When I was young and my American fam would laugh
to stand
Sayin I can't when I Ameri-can
What a bore
Does it feel good to score
Only thing no one was not doing anymore
Things that you don't read in
tonight
American girl big dreams, wide eyed
When life was sweet like apple pie
Where do we go, where do we go from here?
Virginia beach on a starry
"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams, come along"
[Chorus]
Nothing Less, nothing less
[Grouch]
Well I bet you that I get
neighborhood
To the studio trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable
From a company team
Carving out a piece of
The American Dream
You can tune the engine
You can change the oil,
Tighten up
spun out by and American dream,
Only memories of ghosts that patrol this place
And this land, your land is a terminal case
You're singing holy
the homeless tramp
Who wishes she was dead
Or pull up your bedclothes higher
Dream of summertime instead?
When winter comes howling in
The creeping cold
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