Son of an American Songtext
von The So So Glos

I guess he doesn′t have a gun
do you think he has a gun?
Yeah? He shot himself!
well, we were listening to Nirvana
and as you know Kurt Cobain...
POW!
I was sitting
safe inside my bedroom walls
it wasn't 1990 at all
but the future scene to be
ust floatin′ and everyday seem like the last
I think I'm livin' in the past
The other half move too fast

Gimme thin girl, thin TV
Ice watch, ice coffee
Malt liquor, malt ice cream
I need a condo in the country
White fence ′round the city
Don′t it pay to be so free?


'Cause I′m a Son of an American
Thats no lie
Sun's brighter than its ever been
Why Ain′t I?
'Cause Im a Son of an American
That′s Why

Don't wanna hear about it ever again.

Take me out to the ball game
I want to sit in the stands and scream
I wanna root for the losing team
Like that day
The stadium was Shea
And I lived in a rally cap
And the underdog would say

I'm a Son of an American

I tried and tried but I can′t hide
What I am as an American
And all the kids overseas
Can′t never know freedom like me

'Cause I′m a Son of an American