American Man

Living in a cabin in American light

He had a will, he had a plan

To build his own world

At the age of seventeen he realized

Did not wanna live the American

The American life

With an arrogant smile, he shook his head

Counted his fingers from one to ten

With a foot like lead

Revved the engine

He left for the road, no coming home

No end in sight, like a blue sky

He was his own, no coming home

No end in sight

He realized

That he drove all night

He gathered his pride and stood up

In front of the crowd

He raised his voice

As shaky as it was

And with an arrogant smile, he shook his head

Counted his fingers from one to ten

With a foot like lead

Revved the engine

And he left for the road, no coming home

No end in sight, like a blue sky

He was his own, no coming home

No end in sight

He realized

That he drove all night

Oh, oh, oh

That he drove all night, oh

Oh, oh, oh

He was his own, no coming home

No end in sight, like a blue sky

He was his own, no coming home

No end in sight, he realized

That he drove all night