Lyrics:
some time in your
Santiago midnight moonlight
Tropical stars above
Santiago midnight moonlight
The perfect place to fall in love
Now my days are
By then we won't remember what it was like
Before you and I fell in love
We were ever not together in this life
Hard to imagine, the way it was
biggest star
So gimme all your money
Give me all your gold
Let's go back to Zuma beach
I'll give you half of everything I own
realize that you have been locked in chains
Said you wasn't civilized and stole your name
'Cause some time has passed seem you all forget
There ain't no
Bringing me down i'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by the busses and semis
Plunging like stones from
Down in Louisiana bayous by and by
Perogue pole or your natural soul
Keeps you tied to a tree high tide
Beer joint lights come on
And then
there's nothing left by morning light
Drive it 'til your chassis bottoms out
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got it in the blood, the kid's American
Underneath
we done?
Did we fly too high just to get burned by the sun?
No one's to blame
'Cause we called all the angels to save us
Called them by name
But I
count on any reprieve
The hands of the helpless are raised
Your dead little secrets are praised
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed
By the inches
Down in Louisiana bayous by and by
A peirot pole or your natural soul
Keeps you tied to a tree high tide
Beer joint lights come on
And then crowd
I don't need to be a global citizen
'Cause I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are things
Americans
We all know the hour's late, this ain't no time to hesitate
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
Of thee, I sing
Land where my fathers
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
people are getting jailed. Covert operations never seen or heard by American senses. Funded by the dirty hands of greed... their international drug scheme.
say "What's mine is yours
And yours is mine"
Swap-meat the American way
You can have it twice a day
Swap-meat the American way
It's indoor recreation
and old
They fought for the truth and the will to survive
All American by Birth and born with Southern Pride.
So raise the blade in the Heart
souls shooting holes in the ozone
Widow's tears washing the soldier's bones
Sterilized egos delirium sequels
Punctured by the arrows of American eagles
little stars spelling out your name
You gotta come on, come on
Say that we'll be together
Come on, come on
Little taste of heaven
Oh, oh
It's half
shooting holes in the ozone
Widows' tears washing a soldiers' bones
Sterilized egos delirium sequels
Punctured by the arrows of American Eagles
Robot
where the charros, they still ride and rope
Our American brothers cross the wire and bring the old ways with them
Tonight the western stars are shining
Oh American citizen, come collect your freedom
No matter what your living in
No more giving in
Oh American citizen, come collect your freedom
No
(Oh, I just don't agree)
Oh, American Owned. American...Owned
In debt for a degree
Follow the rules, you can work for me
Got to work, and bust your ass
anythin' to be there in your arms tonight
Weavin' down the American highway
Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
Bloated with
But the land was already claimed by a people
When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came
The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways
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