Paroles de The American

Sonny took a train Mary took a boat Somewhere it's gonna be better Everybody needs a little hope Ten thousand souls Waiting on a bus and it never rolled So it goes... No one's leaving california Pacific transit overload Gold dust dreamers never warn ya And my guitar strums I am the american I got a walking stick And an old sock hat I've got dirty hands And I've got a dream to match I've got a pocket full Of government issue cures for poverty No one's leaving california Pacific transit overload All my friends live on the corner And my guitar strums I am the american Under the streetlight, down by the water Don't worry baby, it's nothing you ever knew (if it) makes you feel better, throw down a quarter Don't worry baby, it won't stick to your shoes No one's leaving california Pacific transit overload Gold dust dreamers never warn ya And my guitar strums Yeah my guitar strums I am the american