Lyrics:
keep company
With south of France society
That's only for Americans
The Frenchman hasn't large amounts
To pay for Barons, Dukes and Counts
That you
society)
That's how I feel, I'ma do whatever I like
I-I'm not a role model or nothin'
(Let the American people see Dan Quayle as I really am)
(It has no
Throughout history
Society has been just brilliant at classifying
And if one doesn't fit
It throws them out and they become an outcast
But maybe I'm
somebody
Oh oh oh oh
He's got American muscle american hair
Crossing lines every night
That I wouldn't dare he's American hustle
American pride and I can't
it's misleading
But it's what Americans should be following i
Think my ideology is the most illiberal
And beautiful thing that was ever
Created some
thing's a fucking race war
American utopian society
I hate the blind but I can't fucking see
American utopian society
I hate the blind but I can't fucking
Living in this catastrophe
A product of modern day society
Where truth is subject to supply and demand
And they've got the world's blood on their
such spiritual hypocrites in a
Minority? Aren't most Americans fairly
Consistent in their conduct within the
Precepts of religious doctrine?
I've got no
Yeah
The American dream
They keep telling us it's everything
I need to know what that mean, you know?
I got no other option
I got no other
miscellaneous
Used to make love to complex simplicity all the time
Now she my star and I'm her sky and I ain't afraid to die
I don't give a fuck!
I'm Young
exceptional or superior to
Other nations when the facts show
There is American corruption in
Voting rights, criminal justice
Housing policy a political system
anarchists.
They hope to discredit us with their labels and definitions.
Throughout history societies have condemned those who are later celebrated as heroes,
And the world spreads its legs
And the world spreads its legs
For another fuckin' star!
'Cause I AM the all-American Antichrist.
I was made in
Bitter youth Angry youth We are pissed off And we will fight back
Society tells us how to be I want no part of it
How to act, what to believe I
the cupboard call you a druggy and deny I'm a hypocrite.
(MISCELLANEOUS)
Ouh yeah I feel young, I feel arrogant,
And My life is just one big experiment,
Lucky
from homeless to your TV screen
How's this for the American dream?
Feed pills to society
Give you a gun, and now there's a killing spree
I've given
feet
Don't be a drain on our society
Just be all you can be
It's all a lie
This thing you want us to buy
This American Dream
Means nothing
You can't
doing the things you do
Whose opinion are ya listening to?
Justifying, you turn it all to gray
Synchronizing to society's ways
Society has gotten
of society (what)
So how we livin'
Like a turkey on Thanksgiving or like Robin Gibbons?
Not to offend
I just want you to comprehend every message I send (tell
the Eastern world
American soldiers land on Vietnam for the first time
This involvement changes the way society views war
The country just barely survived
This song really should be prefaced
With the observation of
A newspaper editor I met once he said
"The John Birch Society really should be
Called
To a new generation of Americans
I must put the interest of
America first people have got
To know whether or not their
President is a crook i am NOT
And the people with white collars,
And the good old American way.
Some high society lady says, "Is your horse outside?"
"No mam, he's between my legs but you're
bad meanin' good
Though i'm talkin' some of the finest tunes
To ever bang in your hood, yo
World notoriety, recognized by mad societies
For supplyin'
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