The American Dream

You know where this story goes
It's the one where we all sell our souls
For the seductive dream of America
That once seduced little Erika
A little voice once spoke to me
It said "Baby girl this land ain't free"
Don't be fooled by the holly of the wood
This ain't no friendly neighborhood

But if this is the perception of
Overnight success
I better push aside my love
And throw on my best dress
Cause on this particular night
The sun forgets to rise
And it becomes the longest night of all

You know where this story goes
It's the one where we all sold our souls
For a dream we hold onto so tight
That sometimes keeps us up at night

But if this is the perception of
Overnight success
I better push aside my love
And throw on my best dress
Cause on this particular night
The sun forgets to rise
And it becomes the longest night of all

Cause on this particular night
The sun forgets to rise
And it becomes the longest night of all

But there was little Erika
Full of hopes and dreams of America