Well, I'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a placeAt that age everyone I knew was throwing rocks at the Establishment and burning cop cars.
Where strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments away
Where culture is 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
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
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 g-ggeneration don't like to wait
My future is determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin
It's quite an excursion, but it's ok
Everything's backwards in americana, my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my dream is coming true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
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, it's ok
Everything's backwards in americana, my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my nightmare has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
My nightmare has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true
Yeah, it's all coming true
Google: Don't Be Evil. Apple: Don't Be Greedy. Microsoft: Don't Be Stupid.