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
back for justice and truth
Angry American!
Hear the cry of the American Youth
Angry American!
All those stupid hops and dreams
Down the drain as society
show at a time
Vanity hypocrisy that's a common recipe
For American high society
But then metal will save the world
Sanctuary for all the boys
place in our society) (there is absolutely no reason)
(For a record like this to be published)
(Let the American people see Dan Quayle as I really am)
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
on the run from society
They're not like one of us
And they will never be, no
They say that maybe he's dangerous
That I'm too delicate
But they don't live for
a young American
(Young American, young American, she wants the young American)
(All right)
But she wants the young American
Scanning life through
a young American
(Young American, young American, she wants the young American)
(All right)
But she wants the young American
Scanning life through
rancid while being held
For favorable commodity indices
Is American support of the UN one of the ways
In which we can uplift
Global economic conditions?
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
America, 'merica, 'merica, 'merica
Hoo, hoo, hoo! ahh!
American, 'merican, Ferg in office, runnin' for president
I'm fly like a pelican, hittin' your
I am American, American
I-I-I am American, American
My, my, my, my country 'tis of thee
These are all my friends, we are a family
Hey, hey,
to reality
Work for everything I need
The American dream
The cars, the clothes, the money and the business
This ain't greed it's
The American dream
an expression of that,
Everything that we write is a love song.
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We look for alternatives,
But the enormous power of the media makes it so difficult
exceptional or superior to
Other nations when the facts show
There is American corruption in
Voting rights, criminal justice
Housing policy a political system
Breathe out, breathe in
American oxygen
Every breath I breathe
Chasin' this American Dream
We sweat for a nickel and a dime
Turn it into
dream
American American American dream
American American American scheme
American American American scheme
Sit back and route for your favorite team
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
the universe
Speaking of darkness"
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
American, American
Come shed your blood all upon me
Blood bath, T-shirt
a young American
(Young American, young American, she wants the young American)
(All night)
But she wants the young American
All the way from
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
want no part of it
Conformity I want no part of it Conformity - it's not for me!
I want no part of it No! We won't be a part of your society No!
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
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