Americana

Artist: The Offspring

Title: Americana

By Edison

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 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 my dream has come true

My vision has come true

I'm a product

Of my environment

So don't blame me, I just work here **** 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 **** you

My nightmare has come true

My nightmare has come true

Yeah, it's all coming true

Yeah, it's all coming true