Well I'd Like to tell you all about
My dream, it's a place
Where strip malls about and diversion's mere
Moment's away
Where culture's defined by the
One 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!
Chorus:
Whoooooaaaa, Whaaaaaooooo, Whooooooaaaaa
Well my dream has come true
Whoooooaaaa, Whaaaaaooooo, Whooooooaaaaa
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 ge-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!
chorus
Yeah it's all coming true
I'm a product
Of my environment
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 okay
Everything's backwards in Americana my way
Well, fuck you!
Chorus:
My nightmare has come true
My nightmare has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true
Yeah, it's all coming true