American Boy

Here we go I got something to tell you
The land of plenty is the land of privilege
For your blue-eyed culture deprived American boy
You got your dicks in a twist and you're raising your fist
But your argument has been bought and paid for

So flex that corporate muscle with your media circle-jerks
While you sell out humanity
ADHD, OCD, social anxiety
It's money baby!

You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television
You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television

Frat boys and military toys
All I see is white noise
With your pussy collections and your simple minds
I never knew tits could sell so many cars
And you fuckin' debutants with your skin flicks
What the fuck is the matter with you?
Gloss up your lips, show us your tits man
All for your fifteen minutes of nothin'

You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television
You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television

You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television
You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television

You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television
You’re pushing me, I'm pushing you
No rhyme or reason, watch your television

Haha.. I just gotta laugh at you
I just gotta laugh, man
Man-made manufactured pussycats
Hey don't fear me
Don't fear me I'm the little woman


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