Just Like The U.s.a. Lyrics
Words and music by Roddy FrameStuck in my beat suede shoes I can't wait,Oh what a state to be in.I need her heart and get a Jack-jones for my sins,She's gonna ditch that shining, sick machineAnd be speeding straight my way.But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,Just like the USA.The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply surviveAnd don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize.'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.I'd be a tribute to temptation in it's glory and it's grave,But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,Just like the USA.The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply surviveAnd don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize.'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.I'd be a tower to your highest hopes,That no southern star could sway,But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,Just like the USA.I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say,And with a string of diamelles I'll steal her heart away.'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.In my star-bangled sailor suit,I'd be the pioneer by day,But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,Just like the USA.
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