American Life In The Summertime Lyrics

Johnny Left Home To Seek His Fame
Small Town Boy, The Streets of LA
A Daytime waiter in a Night time Band
Acting Cool, Said he was a real man
Couldn't write a song to save his soul
Ripped off an old tune said it was his own
Lo, and behold in another few days
Five Star Dinner that the company pays
Johnny got a guitar
Johnny got a motor
Johnny got a room and a woman to pay
Johnny got a 'bit' part playing in a video
Johnny on the freeway
Let's Go Drink till the beer runs dry
American Life in the Summertime
You know the girl you want is such a waste of time
American Life in the Summertime
Suzie got a rise at work today
She found the new sound Johnny on the Freeway
Virginity Blown the minimum age
Busy doing nothing on another mans wages
Blonde Hair and Mystic Eyes
A Bottle of pills and a little on the wild side
Saturday come, Saturday Go
Hanging out backstage waiting for the show
Suzie got a motor
Suzie got a guitar
Suzie got a room that the company pays
A company girl and company slave
Suzie on the Freeway
Let's Go Drink till the beer runs dry
American Life in the Summertime
You know the girl you want is such a waste of time
American Life in the Summertime
It breaks my heart to see a nation cloned by someone else's poetry
They got their backs snapped by 12 inch pressure
Of financial bigotry
You know I've still got pride in who I wanna be
I don't wanna be like them, I just wanna be me
A record comany clone?
Not me!
Sing Everything you got
Cause American Life in the Summertime aint for me
Let's go drink till the beer runs dry