Well I'd like to tell you all about my dream it's a place Where stripmalls abound and diversion's mere moments away
Where culture's defined By the one's least refined And you'll be left behind If you don't fit in It's all distorted In americana my way Well fuck you
Well my dream has come true My vision has come true
Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right away I want it right now cause my generation don't like to wait
My future's determined by Thieves, thugs, and vermin It's quite an excursion
But it's okay Everything's backwards In americana my way Well fuck you
Well my dream has come true My vision has come true Yeah, it's all coming true
I'm a product Of my environment So don't blame me, i just work here But I wanna fuck you
My rights are denied by Those least qualified Trading profit for pride But it's okay Everything's backwards In americana my way Well fuck you
My nightmare has come true My nightmare has come true Yeah, it's all coming true
Compositor: Bryan Keith Holland (BMI)Editor: Round Hill Works (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Publicado em 2005 (20/Jun) e lançado em 1998 (17/Mai)ECAD verificado obra #24115500 e fonograma #906159 em 06/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM