Lyrics:
no no no no no no no no no no
I hate looking back at my history
This life is a big story yeah
I'm the author of why I'm in misery
I can't sleep
(Oh yeah) Hey
(Oh yeah) Hey what's up
It's a beautiful day
How y'all doing?
Money thieves
Takin' everything huh
Hands on my cash lookin' for my bank
a plot
'Cause they're scared that I got
Such a gift, I'm miffed
'Cause I'm the greatest star
I am by far, but nobody knows it
Wait, they're gonna
on a brand new day, saw what he saw, property owners who crawl to the mall, with a bad toupee and a face like he author the law, pace like he mourning a loss,
dolls on a brand new day, saw what he saw, property owners who crawl to the mall, with a bad toupee and a face like he author the law, pace like he
ye oh ayeee
Aye ye ye oh ayeee
Guitar Solo
I came across a quote you know and hmm is by a guy called an author called Eric Van Dyk
But he had this
the sun
We'll revolve around the one
Ordained by those in charge
We see you sitting large
God exists when I call
Take what you want from all
Back down
mind (yeah)
B-b-beastin' (yeah)
Un-american
I don't need no friends (yeah)
I been thuggin' for my un-American life
Lights in these D-Flawless skies
What happened to the soul food?
What happened to the soul food?
I'm talkin' good eatin', good seasonin'
Out here in this world, (mind oh mind oh
What happened to the soul food?
What happened to the soul food?
I'm talkin' good eatin', good seasonin'
Out here in this world, (mind oh mind oh
And always try to do the best I can
'Cause as the chapters in my life keep turning page by page
I know this story's Author holds my hand
Watching life go
She was an American girl
Raised up on promises
She couldn’t help thinking that there
Was a little more to life somewhere else
After all it was
When I sing my song
(When I sing the song of Abraham)
(When the angels guide and take my hand)
(Oh, no)
Goodbye to what has been
Pretty house
good, good
(Cowboy)
I do what I say, say what I mean
Try to get a grip on the American dream
(Like a good cowboy)
From Sunrise to Sunset Strip I'll be
Not about the business
And making hits there is more
To face in life ( Oh Yea)
There is more to chase
I tried to do this a dozen times
(Man I tried
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
1, 2. 3, 4
Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all
a sick sad world because people by their sex, and then treated differently. Well, who's to say what's normal?
Hi, I'm Kayla, and it's a sick sad world,
to keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And fifteen thousand American troops, give or take a few
(smarter)
We taught 'em what they know and now we got to show 'em
What it means to be American (American)
Good life (good life)
Liberty, innovation
on another penetrating mission.
(?Alleluia? song is playing.)
HUNKIE
Captain! Captain! What?s that in space ahead?
KWIRK
Huh? Oh no, it?s another
look at you
You are crying? But why are you crying?
Oh! l'American! Now I understand
What do they know except Rock
And Roll and "Baby, Baby, baby"
That's
gettin murdered by
the D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm tryin to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin me?
The streets are war, that's what
own fault, yeah so do what you do, oh go on and make us a move.
She got american dreams.
She got american dreams.
She gonna do what she wants to do,
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