Compositor: Beborn Beton
I wanted you to be my promised land
I was young and naive, dreamed of Jeannie
And thought I loved Lucy
But Lucy has gone and so has my dream
Sure it´s a wonderful life in the states
For the young who believe that the doughboy´s
A friend of Bill Gates
Strike it rich and be nailed by a fruitcake one day
I saw your beauty and I felt the flow
Sensed the power of glory and
Worshipped the 4th of July
Didn´t know what it means and how many have died
What will it be
Seize your final opportunity
For I can´t tell
So name your poison
I sealed my fate in the Monterey Bay
Got a lox bagel sandwich instead of
A handfull o´sushi
The waitress´ smile showed the juices within
I got a friend is as big as a whale
Leaving cracks in the pavement
And unable to read the scales
Munches fries, enchilladas and pork-chops all day