Lyrics:
imagination
Give it a whirl, give it a try
Try standing on a corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by
Brother
heart'll ache either way
Hey, what the hell, what you want me to say?
I won't lie, that I can't deny
I did it all for the nookie (come on)
The nookie
It's the life I love
And I'm gonna live it til they bury me
I can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things
And I take pride
Forget what I said, what I said, what I said, what I said
There's a mile between my heart and my head
So I take it all, take it all, take it all back
heart'll ache either way
Hey, what the hell, what you want me to say?
I won't lie, that I can't deny
I did it all for the nookie (come on)
The nookie
There is only one thing to be done with slaves
Free them
If we can't die in behalf of progress, we can live for it
Progress, we Americans take to mean,
exceptionalism so out of touch
The falling of empire repeating its course
Imposing its will rolling by force on and on through time
But the world cant take it
rather forget.
I tried to pretend it came to an end,
Cause you weren't the women I once thought I'd met.
But I can't deny, times have gone by,
Well I
expect it
Take a chance, don't reject it
Love will grow if one just lets it
Let love grow.
If I could
I used your doubts for good
I'd put your
American
Buy, buy, buy...
We'll stay up all night with the radio on
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on
Whatever you do, be sure you by
wanted by America
(Hey yo Cube man, they on your ass)
Word, but who the fuck has heard?
It's time to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
spread these tales of blame
Here's the newest American crisis
Thanks to evangelical ISIS
People suffer in the streets each day
While you take
hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some
Americans
And she said
We all
We all
Wanna be
Young Americans
And she said
You got it all
You got it all
You got it all
Young Americans
And she said
You got
began
To put it plainly, I'm tired of shakin'
To that Pan-American plan
Take back your Samba, ay!, your Rumba, ay!, your Conga, ay-yi-yi!
I can't
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin on
A n**** that's livin in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in order
'Cause
And when he got drunk he almost killed that house
Is this the American dream, or the American scheme?
That got me walking in these American streets?
Its
on video call
Breaking news, they take the truth and make it fluid
The trainer's explanation was accepted by the steward
A montage of the latest ancient
and it's all in the timin
400 years blood, sweat and tears
The rain is over, and the sun is here
Yeah, bright and clear, countdown to the year
No fear,
brother, take your hand back, leave it and I might crack
More than a smile or two, you see
You don't judge what you don't understand
You can't deny what
to be livin' here today
'Cause the flag still stand for freedom
And they can't take that away
And I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know
the wind
Every time I turn around he's there again
It's like a full force gale
An American storm
You're buried far beneath a mountain of cold
And you
on
J-E y'all
Sexy American girls
Gotta love it
So many flavors
You can't find one, you buggin'
Look around
Pull your game out
Find the right one
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