American Dream
How do you define the American dream
burritos and tacos or just plain beans
the bottom line is you cant touch that
a beeper, and a cell phone, and a belt loop answer machine
to many other people theres a checklist
they got their blonde girlfriend nice car and that and this
but Im quite chill with a good back scratcher
kickin back with food, folks, fun and laughter
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
how do you define the American dream
well you cant, who wrote the book of love
people be telling me its from up above
I dont buy it, done tried it
Michael Jackson tells me its all about two hands and one glove
Then you got your house with the picket fence
Or on the reservation with a teepee tent
Or the big house on the hill with your surround sound tv
Watch out for me, cause
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
how do you define the American dream
Im the symbol of status, I drive a dodge stratus
I got my bose tweeters pumpin out tunes by gladys
Flannel wearin hicks I fear, they pick up their kids from school
on their john deere
anyways back to the business man recruit
I got my Armani tie and my fancy ass suit
All of these things make me feel so peachie
Remember the days of z. cavarichi
burritos and tacos or just plain beans
the bottom line is you cant touch that
a beeper, and a cell phone, and a belt loop answer machine
to many other people theres a checklist
they got their blonde girlfriend nice car and that and this
but Im quite chill with a good back scratcher
kickin back with food, folks, fun and laughter
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
how do you define the American dream
well you cant, who wrote the book of love
people be telling me its from up above
I dont buy it, done tried it
Michael Jackson tells me its all about two hands and one glove
Then you got your house with the picket fence
Or on the reservation with a teepee tent
Or the big house on the hill with your surround sound tv
Watch out for me, cause
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
how do you define the American dream
Im the symbol of status, I drive a dodge stratus
I got my bose tweeters pumpin out tunes by gladys
Flannel wearin hicks I fear, they pick up their kids from school
on their john deere
anyways back to the business man recruit
I got my Armani tie and my fancy ass suit
All of these things make me feel so peachie
Remember the days of z. cavarichi
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Writer(s): Zack Walters
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