a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de young americans - danny michel

Loading...

they pulled in just behind the fridge
he lays her down, he frowns
gee, my life’s a funny thing
am i still too young?

he kissed her then and there
she took his ring, took his babies
it took him minutes, it took her nowhere
heaven knows, she’d have taken anything

and all night
she was a young american
young american, young american
she was a young american
all night
she was a young american

scanning life through the picture window
she finds a slinky vagabond
he coughs as he p-sses her ford mustang
heaven forbid, she’d have take anything

but the freak and his type offer nothing
misses a step and cuts his hand
showing nothing, he swoops like a song
she cries, “where have all papa’s heroes gone?”

all night
she was a young american

all the way from washington
her breadwinner begs on the bathroom floor
live for just these twenty years
do we have to die for the fifty more?

all night
she was a young american
young american, young american
she was a young american
alright
she was a young american

do you remember your president nixon?
do you remember all the bills you had to pay
for even yesterday?

have you been the un-american?
just you and your idol sing falsetto
leather, leather everywhere
and not a myth left from the ghetto

well, well, well, you carry a razor
just in case of a case of depression
sit on your hands on the buses of life
laughing at all them apple sheeners

ain’t that close to love?
ain’t that poster love?
that ain’t no barbie doll
her heart’s been broken just like you all

and all night
she was a young american
young american, young american
she was a young american
alright
she was a young american

you ain’t a pimp, and you ain’t a hustler
the pimp’s got a caddy, and the lady’s got a chrysler
and black’s got respect, and white’s got his soul train
mama’s got cramps, baby, look at your hand shake

i read the news today, oh boy

we got a suite, and you got the feeeling
ain’t there a man who could say “no more”?
ain’t there no woman i could sock on the jaw?
ain’t there a child i could hold without judging?
ain’t there a pen that will write before they die?

ain’t you proud that you’ve still got faces?
there ain’t no one d-mn song
that can make me break down and cry

all night
she was a young american
young american, young american
she was a young american
all night
she was a young american

- danny michel

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...