Americana

Well I'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a placeWhere strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments awayWhere culture's defined by theOnes least refinedAnd you'll be left behindIf you don't fit inIt's all distortedIn americana my wayWell, fuck you!Well my dream has come trueMy vision has come trueNow give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right awayI want it right now cause my generation don't like to waitMy future's determined byThieves, thugs, and verminIt's quite an excursion But it's okayEverything's backwardsIn americana my wayWell, fuck you!Well my dream has come trueMy vision has come trueI'm a product Of my environmentSo don't blame me, I just work here but I wanna fuck you!My rights are denied byThose least qualifiedTrading profit for prideBut it's okayEverything's backwardsIn americana my wayWell, fuck you!My nightmare has come trueMy nightmare has come trueYeah, it's all coming trueYeah, it's all coming true