Americana

Well I'd like to tell you
All about my dream, it's a place
Where strip malls abound and
Diversion's mere moments away

Where culture's defined by
The ones 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

Oh, oh, oh
Well, my dream has come true
Oh, oh, oh
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

Oh, oh, oh
Well my dream has come true
Oh, oh, oh
My vision has come true
It's all coming true

I'm a product
Of my environment
So don't blame me, i just work here
But i want to fuck it up

My rights are denied by
Those least qualified trading
Profit for pride but
But it's okay
Everything's backwards
In americana my way
Well fuck you

Oh, oh, oh
My nightmare has come true
Oh, oh, oh
My nightmare has come true
It's all coming true
Yeah, it's all coming true