Americana - The Offspring

Well, I’d like to tell you all about my dream, it’s a place

Where strip malls abound and diversion’s mere moments away

Where culture’s defined

By the ones 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!

Well, my dream has come true

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!

Yeah it’s all coming true

I’m a product

Of my environment

So don’t blame me, I just work here

But I wanna fuck it up

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!

My nightmare has come true

My nightmare has come true

Yeah, it’s all coming true

Yeah, it’s all coming true