Lyrics:
A '57 Chevy, Red and White
American Beauty
Levi blue jeans twisin' all night
American Beauty
California girls, Rocky Mountain High
A Texas star
Our history has been a constant struggle between the American ideal, that we are all created equal, and the harsh ugly reality that racism, nativism
to accomplishment will
Take all of your pains and sorrows away
Don't feel sorry for yourself for
Being a true American don't
Feel sorry for yourself for actually
Too many lawyers in football
Baseball's got a few
The pitcher got a million dollars and
The quarterback he got two
The pitcher threw his arm away
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
heart in any state
from New York all the way to the Golden Gate
Chorus:
American Boys
Nothing else like 'em
American boys
Lovin' or fightin'
American
acting all american,
american, american,
listen here: who’s asking you to?
You want to be all trendy,
but if you drink “whisky and soda”
you always end up
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
Too many lawyers in football, baseballs gotta few
The pitcher got a million dollars and the quarterback he got two
Pitcher threw his arm away
your tickets y'all ready to roll
Oh, welcome to Baseball Country
Welcome to Baseball Country
Yeah, welcome to Baseball Country
retreated the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat
Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure
Broken dreams in Warsaw, where all the dreams fall
of rock and roll. The place that made great baseball with heroes we all know
You'll know that we're Americans. We laugh more than the rest. Our fathers made
a list of mostly don'ts. Things like: don't wear a baseball cap; don't wear a sweat shirt with the name of an American university on it; don't wear
Right away from Holloway
I said "Mum, this isn't a holiday
Listen up, I ain't coming back
'Til I can fill the shack up with all gold plaques"
And a backseat for my friends
I need baseball and apple pie to feel alive
Gimme a Coke-a-cola sundae and a Beach Boy's serenade
I need freedom to be all around
Hard ball hittin' with a baseball bat
Kick up your heels kid, leave 'em all flat
Kissin' your mama and missin' your dad
Home is, Home is
Hoping my
talk to that Southern Belle drawl,
Oh my God,
Hey hey y'all!
My girl, she's American Made.
"(raised right here in the USA)"
Yeah my girl, she's American
jimmy hoffa floating in my swimming pool.
All my kids eat drugs, got my cigarettes.
Don't give a fuck!
Ooooooooooh.
Here come american fingers.
Here come
Today's guest is one of the
World's leading marketing experts
And living proof that the American dream
Is alive and well
If you're willing to work
all day sewin' baseball gloves
Well he's up all night watching Punch Drunk Love
He writes fanfiction on the factory floor
Mostly concerning Fernando
baby's
Favorite thing
Okay,all right, yeah man
Want to be American
Want to be American
He's in the land where
Anything can happen
Reach for
made me scream. "Ariba!", like I'm Tito Santana
"Hey aren't you Anni Slayd? You must be mad paid
Ryze, Giant, Alliance. Y'all got it made "
There was
Player
But I ball
Might not be a Baseball Player
But I ball
Might not be a Football Player
But I ball
I'm the man
Now watch me do my Victory Dance
A Watch
mense
Ek het klaar gesien
Stiekie naaiers annie brand
Gaan haalie parafin
Ennie guns ennie bombs
Bring all magazines
Ennie baseball bette
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