Lyrics:
the drums of war
[English Settlers]
Savages! Savages!
[Ben]
Let's go kill a few, men!
[Native Americans]
Savages! Savages!
[Ratcliffe]
Now it's up to you,
Wh? What? Wha? OK.
There comes two million people who've got the selfish gene
Now I've checked my blood for English-ness, it's clean.
I've got
English girl in an American town
No elevator to the fifth floor, I'll
Ring on the buzzer then you'll be right down
I wish time would freeze
Dungarees
years and for years
Now I don't speak any English, just American without tears
Just American without tears
One had been a beauty queen and the other
(English blood, American heartbreak)
I picked the right place at the wrong time
I made a promise it was gonna be fine
I've got a laundry list
to me”
I'm without you
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would
them
Hot girls, kiss and caress them, zagga zao
I love all American girls
I love all the English girls
I love all the Europe girls
But me cry for
on Fred Allen's radio show
(47) Frederick Delius: 1862-1934
English classical composer one of the
Earliest to be influenced by
African American music
(48)
speak any English
Just American without tears
It was an idea that he dandled on his knee
and nursed it like his coffee cup
when he couldn't find any
„Doesn't anybody speak english around here?“
Americans in Europe
Have a coffee with Ghaddafi
Have a gin in Berlin
Have a ball at the wall
„Doesn't anybody speak english around here?“
Americans in Europe
Have a coffee with Ghaddafi
Have a gin in Berlin
Have a ball at the wall
again I
Would have gone to the Art Institute
Over the American Academy of Art
I would have researched where I could have
Got the best and the strongest
Life's a bitch, I hope to not make her a widow
Oh no, oh, I never gave up no way
I never felt that before
(American dreamin')
Oh no, oh, I never gave
Life's a bitch, I hope to not make her a widow
Oh no, oh, I never gave up no way
I never felt that before
(American dreamin')
Oh no, oh, I never gave
We’re learning English
Rosa is from Mexico
She left when she was seventeen
She came in 1998
To live the American dream
Now she wants a good job
She wants
I'm looking to find me an English man
Anyone from the U.K.
Who doesn't mind an American
An eccentric, broke divorcee
As long as he's kind
and dream
And we learn ‘cos we're allowed
In the all American homeboy crowd
I forget that we be
Just as English as mustard and tea
‘Cos it's hard to be proud
R&B on a BBC blue eyed star on MVR
Did your dreams across the sea
The mountain leads massively
Look at all the English gals
Singing American soul
know exactly where I am,
I'm an American in Amsterdam,(Amsterdam, Amsterdam,)
I'm an American in Amsterdam,(Amsterdam, Amsterdam,)
I'm an American in
health institutes in the
80s and the 90s and the
Prison rates just shot up
And now you have Chiraq
What people call Chiraq, which
Actually, our murder rate
holding those silly pompoms
On day two, I fucked her, and it was wild
She's such a slut
I fucked my American cunt
I loved my English romance
I fucked my
have with us Professor
Sir Cedric Pentingmode
Of the British Institute
And the professor is approaching
The saucer to see if there's
Possibly any
those silly pompoms
On day 2 I fucked her and it was wild
She is such a slut
I fucked my american cunt
I loved my english romance
I fucked my american
not know exactly where I am,
I'm an American in Amsterdam,(Amsterdam, Amsterdam,)
I'm an American in Amsterdam,(Amsterdam, Amsterdam,)
I'm
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