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In for the hill - American steel
This is the real - American steel
Breathe in the new - American steel
This is the bleeding - American steel
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
out tonight?
And take a chance on dancin' in the moonlight

American music 
Dancing to (American music)
All the world loves (American music)
out tonight?
And take a chance on dancin' in the moonlight

American music 
Dancing to (American music)
All the world loves (American music)
out tonight?
And take a chance on dancin' in the moonlight

American music 
Dancing to (American music)
All the world loves (American music)
out tonight?
And take a chance on dancin' in the moonlight

American music 
Dancing to (American music)
All the world loves (American music)
saint, American saint

Now Philly Joe lives west of Alice
The hippy prince of the wild
He got pinch for possession in a real hard land
But he never
To see what naughty people do
The French would bore, they're only for
Americans from the U.S.A.

Only for Americans
The shops with many real antiques
just don't feel free

And I saw what you could be
But you just won't be real to me

So let's blame this excess
On an American dream
So let's blame
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
a killing hand
Empowered by blind demand
A corporate sponsored holocaust
The popular vote at a loss

The rulers swindle riches
While real workers slave

We
by the seaside
Watching the world from the bright side, yeah

To all of you, American girls in the movies
No one can tell where your heart is
Dreamgirl

Beautiful, Wasted
Surrounded by the world that made us
Plastic and wanted
Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines
Filled with America
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
American world
Why cower to all those
Who oppose the American world?

When you walk away from that which makes you strong
You only fool yourself; you
by the seaside
Watching the world from the bright side, yeah

To all of you, American girls in the movies
No one can tell where your heart is
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
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 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
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
I got my co-sign from the master, so maranatha
They like the flow, oh they go'n love the message
(For real?)
Nah, I'm sure that they'll reject it,
it all up 

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

You know everywhere has
Worked all his life in the rail yards
Summer heat, winter cold
He sits by the fire, now he’s retired
But he don’t really feel all that old

She comes