America
Little Stranger in a strange land. He's got a good hand.
Little brother making all the necessary small talk big walk.
Like his daddy taught him.
He could tell it. Oh he could sell it.
He said "You were the one who sold me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run."
ahhhhh
That's right. He'll teach ya. He'll teach ya. Yeah.
Now there's a bad man, odd plan
Our little stranger's spinning down
as the nurse decides to shimmy up her skirt.
Underneath them, he can see it all.
You're a smart boy. Enjoy!
Oh oh oh
That's right
You let her teach you and she'll teach you, yeah.
He's was a strange lad. So sad.
Don't let him scare you with his club foot, lazy eye
He'll say
"You were the one who showed me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run." Oh
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on.
You show em them guns, yeah
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on.
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya, yeah!
We know all about you, baby
They don't know you at all
They still love you.
oh, baby-You're standing ten feet tall!
Uh huh uh huh
Planted ideas running through the mind of a our small boy, big toy
Trusting every white coat around-
cause they would tell it, if they could sell it!
oh oh -that's right
that's how they teach ya- they teach ya- teach ya
You were the one who showed me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run.
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on
You show em them guns, yeah!
Come on, come on, little one, oh come on.
That's how we teach ya... we teach ya!
We know all about you baby.
They don't know you at all
They still love you. oh baby
You're standing ten feet tall
Little stranger in a strange land.
He's got a good hand.
Little brother making all the necessary small talk, big walk
like his daddy taught him.
And he could tell it. Oh, he could sell it.
Come on, come on, little one -oh come on
You show em them guns, yeah
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya, yeah
Come on come on, little one -oh come on
You show em them guns yeah
Come on, come on, little one oh come on
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya
We know all about you,baby.
they don't know you at all.
they still love you.
oh, baby- You're standing ten feet tall
Little brother making all the necessary small talk big walk.
Like his daddy taught him.
He could tell it. Oh he could sell it.
He said "You were the one who sold me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run."
ahhhhh
That's right. He'll teach ya. He'll teach ya. Yeah.
Now there's a bad man, odd plan
Our little stranger's spinning down
as the nurse decides to shimmy up her skirt.
Underneath them, he can see it all.
You're a smart boy. Enjoy!
Oh oh oh
That's right
You let her teach you and she'll teach you, yeah.
He's was a strange lad. So sad.
Don't let him scare you with his club foot, lazy eye
He'll say
"You were the one who showed me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run." Oh
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on.
You show em them guns, yeah
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on.
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya, yeah!
We know all about you, baby
They don't know you at all
They still love you.
oh, baby-You're standing ten feet tall!
Uh huh uh huh
Planted ideas running through the mind of a our small boy, big toy
Trusting every white coat around-
cause they would tell it, if they could sell it!
oh oh -that's right
that's how they teach ya- they teach ya- teach ya
You were the one who showed me the gun.
You were the one who taught me to run.
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on
You show em them guns, yeah!
Come on, come on, little one, oh come on.
That's how we teach ya... we teach ya!
We know all about you baby.
They don't know you at all
They still love you. oh baby
You're standing ten feet tall
Little stranger in a strange land.
He's got a good hand.
Little brother making all the necessary small talk, big walk
like his daddy taught him.
And he could tell it. Oh, he could sell it.
Come on, come on, little one -oh come on
You show em them guns, yeah
Come on, come on, little one. Oh, come on
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya, yeah
Come on come on, little one -oh come on
You show em them guns yeah
Come on, come on, little one oh come on
That's how we teach ya. we teach ya
We know all about you,baby.
they don't know you at all.
they still love you.
oh, baby- You're standing ten feet tall
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Writer(s): Karen Xerri, James Dale
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