American Girls Lyrics

Pick my name, Call my number
Pull me under, Drag me down
Stereophonic, Hi-fi bondage
Yeah she's on it, Like the deaf explaining sound

It's the characteristic assasination
Of the pixilated generation
The photogenic violation
Of a shutter closing down

Chorus:
There's flames and bullets in the street
American girls got me beat
I'm naked on this leash
American girls with American dreams
Walk on me

And her eyes, Are the sky, blue and wide
Dropping bombs, planting mines
She paints my world in red
When it hurts, I admit it could be worse
It's a sin and it's a curse, Like her motel Bible says

She misinterprets my expectations
Makes dirty word-extrapolations
Met with violent controntation
Over things she said I said

Chorus

Communication, Complication
Diplomatic negotiations, Fuckin up my situation

Chorus

American girls (walk on me) (X4)