American Son
Written by John Mellencamp
Stuck inside a jigsaw
Of the Midwestern modern midtown ??
Feeling like a trophy that
The old man's been passing around
Just another suit back ??
>From a old time college degree
And when I walked by I heard 'em
Saying he was something to see
Well now don't you know that I'm the American Son
Living out the old man's fantasy of being number one
Daddy use to tell me, son you never kiss ass
I'm the last of the American Son's
And its such a such a gasp
Its like a shot of .........
The way the conversation grew
And everybody was telling me something
That I already, already knew
Well I might be dumb
But it didn't take that long
For me to get out of that room and bills
And when I ran into the streets
The crowd was yelling he's such a such a gasp
(chorus)
Well now kiss ass
oh, yeah
Ready to get on with that fool ???
You know that Eddy's ?? in danger of ??
Of a self indulgent fool
To mesmerize himself into thinking
That he is just to cool for school
Well you know that its fun to carry a gun
And shoot down what you never could be
And when the dealer calls
And has got you by the balls
You tell him that ya, you tell that ya had it from me
(Chorus)
And its a, its a, its a, its a, its a,
Its such a, its such a, its such a gasp
I'm the last of the American Son's
(repeat 12 times)
Birdhouse in Your Soul
From their bible they're controlled
His descent they expect in our life
They'll be waiting till they die
Disembark from their path of belief
If in turn will set you free
Cannot live with the fact that they're wrong
That there is no truth in god
Trick or betrayed
Their faith ends in pain
Rip up their bible before is too late
Time we undo unity
For it is for fools
In this world we don't need
Trick or betrayed
I think you should know
They know it's true
That their book is a hoax
Join us to see through