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The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus CD Sampler] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus Track] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · Bite Back: Live at the Crocodile Cafe (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Bite Back EP (The All-American Rejects) · The Very Best of Cockney Rejects (Cockney Rejects) – and 90 other albums »


not my type

So when the smoke clears here I am
Your reject all-American
Falling from grace right on my face
To hell and back and hell again I've
Lies, always the end oh, can't comprehend what, 
The daily bite just another friend my stomach stuck to the floor 
All the memories I don't wanna
Look at all the other mothers, envious of all my things
Had to call the plumber
'Cause my daughter flushed by wedding ring

God bless the American
head, the prayer calls to violence
That history rejects

Whip the back of your messiah
Your peace kills by death
Bow your head, the prayer calls
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 it was
by
I watched the sun fall down in the canyons
I nearly met my maker in LA
I thought I'd seen it all
Until she showed me the American way
Oh,
Break the neck of the white dove
Run down by the tracks above

Whip the back
Of your messiah
Your peace kills by death

Bow your head
The prayer
yourself behind the wheel
And see if you can get that feel, oh,
Move faster by night, yeah,
Move faster by night, uhmm,
The windows were all shattered
about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget

when I feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from
(Carlene Carter)

To have and hold suburban life
Forever live as man and wife
Welcomed by the neighborhood
The neighbors here are really good
They
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 it was
the N.F.L.
All without having to shed a tear.
Oh, he was an American boy

Yeah, the American boy is older now
He's been shortened by the weight on his
all up

It's a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight (whoa)
Just another American Saturday night

You know everywhere there's
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 it was
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
your life on hold
Do not believe all this shit!

We have always held the power
Now it's time to seize it back
Just a matter of being fearless
and the headline read
"All-American Comeback Kid"

He was recruited by the best schools in the land
He decided he would sign with his Uncle Sam
Kissed his mama
beer and smokin' dope 
And lying on your back. 

You're a all American, all American girl.

Got a fake ID when you were just 16. 
Discovered rock
everywhere you go
Children in Africa starving by the fields
While the land lays fallow and the banks foreclose

[Chorus]

He's an American, he's
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
the
Price of being free
Trying to live a constitutional life
But being held back by hypocrisy

Carry the load, my brother
You're jost like, oh, so many
beer and smokin' dope 
And lying on your back. 

You're a all American, all American girl.

Got a fake ID when you were just 16. 
Discovered rock
it all up 

It's a French kiss, Italian ice 
Margaritas in the moonlight (whoa) 
Just another American Saturday night 

You know everywhere has
Concentration moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends,
Still running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me
American way
Threatened by us
Drag
know they can't trust you
Expatriated americans feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies
That they told themselves back home

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