American Man

Living in a cabin in American light
He had a will, he had a plan
To build his own world.

At the age of seventeen he realized
Did not wanna live the American
The American life.

With an arrogant smile, he shook his head
Counted his fingers from one to ten
With a foot like lead
Revived the engine.

He left for the road, no coming home
No end in sight, like a blue sky
He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight
He realized
That he drove all night.

He gathered his pride and suited up
In front of the crowd
He raised his voice
As shaky as it was.

And with an arrogant smile, he shook his head
Counted his fingers from one to ten
With a foot like lead
Revved the engine.

And he left for the road, no coming home
No end in sight, like a blue sky
He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight
He realized
That he drove all night.

Ooooooooh, oooooooooh, oooooooh
That he drove all night, ooooooooh
Ooooooooh, oooooooooh, ooooooooh.

He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight, like a blue sky.

He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight, he realized
That he drove all night
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