Don't come around here talkin bout
You've got the skills to be the best
You want a room in the mansion?
You better be blessed
And not blessed like "go in peace"
But blessed like I said my piece and nobody
Agrees and now they're staring at me
And I've gotta get past it
I've got a wall in front of me
And I'm gonna blast it
We've got our bikes, coffee and books
Our bikes, coffee and books
Let's go!
I've been running at nitrous speeds
Grinding teeth and breaking feet
My American dream just sits so small
But I know I got the strength
In my skinny legs
To beat what you've built in your head!
Yeah my American dream!
My American dream! My American dream!
We've got our bikes, coffee and books
Just bikes, coffee and books and that's all!
Get the nerves under control now, hey!
Get the chemicals under control now, hey!
Get the black book under control now, hey!
Get the hand-eye coordination meal ticket
Dirty mind self-obsession brain defect
Advantage mirror-managed analytical psyche
Probe under control!
I'm finally grown and understand for
The rest of my life I'll be thrown
The cage is a myth, man is the monolith
And what's culture without trying and failing?
Give me the keys to the mansion!
And countless times after being down for the count
I'll be amazed there was ever any
D-d-d-doubt
And I can holler about it
Take it or leave
Because it's fucking hard
And I am fucking free!
I'm still wondering what you're
Looking for in this
I'm still wondering what you're
Looking for in
If our construct was abandoned
I would think outward and not forward
And I'd probably take the bus
And you'd have a nice car,
You'd have a nice car
My gravity's not reversed, it's just
Replace with something else
So go back to the textbook
I can't be grounded
I can't be grounded