I'm bleedin' American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah I lost some friends, some friends that I didn't want to I lost some stars, my heart bleeds red, white, and blue I've been in and out of the fire battling for you (oh oh) Bleeding on American soil I bleed

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home When I find my love, I'ma bring it on home When I find myself, I'ma bring it on home When I find my joy, I'ma bring it on home And when I find myself, I'ma bring it on home Home, home is where the heart

I'm an American, I'm an American She's an American beauty I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out I'm an American psycho American Psycho (I'm an American, I'm an American) I think I fell in love again Maybe

By American Dreams 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American Dreams American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth Don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe When you're buried alive

It's an illusion Can't believe what you hear Don't believe what you read Here and gone in a day Not what it seems this American dream Just drifting away After all that we've seem A complete waste of time Just a nursery rhyme

Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie

Do I have to change my name This type of modern life Am I gonna be a star Will it get me far Should I lose some weight And you know I'm satisfied I tried to be a boy Is it for me Is it for free

And American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

So far so good Don't over think about it So don't turn back All we all we all know All we all we don't know It's been hard Trying to find the best of it I'm always hung up on the risk