Lyrics:
They say the sky's falling
I'm skywalking over everybody
White chalking your top 10
And not for any money
American dreams are dusty
From millennial
Idiot American, idiot American
The American life
The American life
The American life, fuck it
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night
There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They've got Canadian bacon
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night
There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They've got Canadian bacon
everywhere you go
Children in Africa starving by the fields
While the land lays fallow and the banks foreclose
[Chorus]
He's an American, he's
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
American
So how can Afro-American make much sense?
Your ancestors come from Africa
By stealing them now you're born in America
So the black man is homeless
theft is American
So how can Afro-American make much sense?
Your ancestors come from Africa
By stealing them now you're born in America
So
to work for an eternity
This is the American dream
I've got American dreams
I want it all
Cocaine in the bathroom stalls
Holding Wall Street by the balls
on the map and
I don't know what I would do without a woman like you to blame
But you know that I'm the same and
Oh we are American Criminals
Oh yeah we're
to hurry you’ll be always by my side
Told you not to worry in the middle of the night
Told you not to hurry you’ll be always in my mind
My mind
American boy
and political activism and was named "Sportsman of the Century" by Sports Illustrated.
Michelle Obama is an American lawyer and writer who served as the First
are my distractions
That's no way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco,
the middle of nowhere, surrounded by
Good ole boys in 4 wheel drives
That get down and dirty
But still sing Amazin' Grace
American made professional grade
disease
And American contact broken by contract
America teases with American Jesus
American fate is American made
God bless America, God bless us all
God
on...On the American Dream
A lady in a fancy dress walked by me on the street
Asked me if I'd be her guest for a dandy American treat.
A sound then woke me
American Idol
(J Busch / D. Tough) April 2007 (justrbusch@yahoo.com)
V1:
Daddy was a good man
He taught me wrong from right
Worked full time with
Yes you are, gold gold rush girl
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Alright
Dolce Gabbana, Prada, Ralph Violet
No nada won't holler
Going in for my pockets
Man I ain't gonna be shit in the morning after drinking that
If I can sell you the American dream,
I can sell you anything
I got to get out,
by asking another question. But the Israelis were vey curious about the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it, and I tried to think
whiskey in that bonfire smoke
Tellin tales and lies about lovers
Drinkin one right after the other
Took a whole day & night to recover
From those American
Got a deathbed at 12th and mission
New kind of
Long ago once upon a time
Hundred miles an hour time flew by
Now gravestones become friends
ej
Ja siedziałem w aucie sam i pisałem hit
Jak wychodziło „Lady Pank" to wisiałem kwit
Musiało minąć kilka lat by na prostej być
To mój American dream
I'm loving taking over the world
Hot blooded, all American girl (Whoa)
I was raised by a television
Every day is a competition
Put the key in my
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