Lyrics:
White Anglo-Saxon Protestant
American Jihad
KKK and the Kennedys
American Jihad
Yes, there will be blood
White Anglo-Saxon Protestant
American Jihad
tonight
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band
Four young
tonight
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band
Four young
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band
Four young chaquitas in Omaha
tonight
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band
Four young
and light orchestra-styled
Entertainer with
A cascading strings musical signature
(5) Ethel Merman: 1908-1984 an
American actress, artist
And singer know for
it to the show tonight
[Chorus:]
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're coming to your town, well help you party it down
We're
Ragh woo eats meat eats meat hahaha look out
Dirty Frank dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah
I got a recipe for anglo-saxin soup, yeah
Wanted
Ragh woo eats meat eats meat hahaha look out
Dirty Frank dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah
I got a recipe for anglo-saxin soup, yeah
Wanted
the Yankee trade
Only for Americans
The Frenchman gets his kisses free
But those for which there is a fee
Are only for Americans
You'll find two prices
tonight
We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band
Four young chiquitas
, young American)
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler (you want the young American)
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train (all
, young American)
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler (you want the young American)
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train (all
, young American)
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler (you want the young American)
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train (all
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Down on Olvera street
A Mejicano cry
"Agrieto, te quiero, te quiero, te adoro"
This is where the Anglo gets his Latin lover's sigh
"Adios,
a pejorative way that some South Americans have to refer to Anglo-Saxons. It's clear that some Americans are actually dancing to the music in the studio
Disappear, reappear and disappear again
Villain not his hair, he's no Afro-American
If that's the case, he'd be a bald-headed African
Taking all the credit
, American is what I am
(American)
I am American, American is what I am
I was born in Canada, came south to join a band
Got caught up in the big time,
Oh Americans dance on a dance floor
And the Spaniards, they dance on a table
And the Russians, they dance on a saber
But the Mexicans dance
tonight.
We're an american band.
We're an american band.
We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down.
We're an american band.
Four young
can call yourself and artist
But the devil don’t care
Call yourself an artist but the devil don’t care
Stillman cried, ran from the creek
His men were
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