Lyrics:
swallow it down, make way for the American parasite
Take a breath, take a bite, this is how it goes
It's in your brain and the skin underneath your
For I'm an All-American industrialist merchant man;
I hope you keep your families large.
I'm floating all the junk that I sold you last year
this"
(Concrete ceiling)
We say "give me a sign that proves what I believe in"
(A psychic reading)
So I can shake these American demons
Give me, give
across the sand
Crawl beneath the fence and swim across the Rio Grand'
Is American Christmas for my family
While the border patrol is home by their
Where is this American dream?
I see American greed
'Cause no one's happy in their first world problems
Money in the bank (hey)
Silver in your
straight to the heart of the American Dream
I met a teacher in California
Said she does all she can for her kids
I met a trucker heading to Texas
Said
white trash, nothing phases me
It promises just what I'm longing to be
Hail, all hail your brand new religion
Hail, an old american sin (all Hail)
let this happen again and again
You can catch me in a storm
Of thoughts and prayers
Sleep away your American nightmare
I won't lie with you in
American Supermodel, she got looks that kill yeah
A born again supermodel, she'll drop you dead on a whim
A mannequin supermodel, with vaseline for
It's either sex or the saw yeah.
All American Massacre.
Everyone knows there's no place like home,
Like on that's filled with chain-sawed fingers
will
I bet that it will
(Be worse) Be worse
You should all be shameful for
Shopping lines, stolen lives
You're still my material whore
American
this Is America?
Far from the sleet and misery.
Don't ruin my euphoria,
Seems like livin' here comes here easily
I WISH I WERE AMERICAN
Would I be
attacking for the AMerican dream
plans for blasting at the terror regime
prepared it would seem to spend dough on more weapons
he said no more questions rose
American native dances through the night.
In search of a spirit who'll bring back the light.
A trail full of tears a desert full of sand.
He
wear
American shoes
So we can speak for anything, anything
We talk
But we're really confused
So we won't speak for anything, anything
Don't ask
to be living here today
'Cause the flag still stands for freedom
And they can't take that away
And I'm proud to be an American
Well at least I know I'm
Not american, barely north american. ten thousand years of history (but hey, who's counting anyway?) dissolved and forgotten in just over five
I don't need the American Lifestyle
and I don't dream the American Dream
and I don't live the American Lifestyle,
I don't need...
And I
Quaker toil & Texan oil
Rockets on we're arm in arm
N.A.S.A nude you're manly you
Oh American soldier
America's boy
Gun me down with
last respect!!!
What side the cult will choose,
Dancing Gothic cunt or South American death!
This night will be exodus
Our eyes will be one
Proud
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
du Azzlack, ja, dann bist du Azzlack
C-a-p-o, Ghettokids tätowieren den Arm
O-f, Azzlack, Babylon-Clan, no American
Und immer diese Bullen-Schikan',
American Black Express
Doch ich leb' von Hartz IV, Hartz IV
Die Kette glänzt von Cartier
Ich leg' Wert auf das viele Papier, Papier
Krass, ja, du warst
'cause he raised that price, I don't owe him, G
American ting saw the Rambo live, she said, OMG
I'm in a old man's kitchen workin' white, put the O in
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