Hey Mr. Music
With all your illusions
Your for gone conclusions
Your grand delusions
Hey Mr. Music
My name’s not honey
And don’t call me dear
My eyes are up here
I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream
I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream
Hey Mr. Music
The life of the party
Where everyone’s pretty
And everyone’s easy
I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream
I am not your American Dream, Your American Dreamgirl
Beautiful, Wasted
Surrounded by the world that made us
Plastic and wanted
Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines
Filled with America Dreamgirls
I won’t be silenced by your
By your small-minded validation
Your silicone creation
Rock ‘n’ Roll masturbation
Beautiful, wasted
Surrounded by the world that made us
Plasitc and wanted
Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines
Filled with American Dreamgirls"I'd like to sing this song called Up For Murder"
Well take a look and listen to the things that I have said
Well could I really tell the truth with a rifle at my head
Yeah, I gunned down a president
And I have done a crime
But now you've got to listen 'cos I'm running out of time
It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay
It's not me that is guilty
It's a man at the C.I.A.
So I got put in jail because I got into a fight
And while I was in prison I got beat up every night
Torture it was blackmail I was messed up with cocaine
And then they had me thinking that I knew just who to blame
But it's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay
It's not me that is guilty
It's a man with the C.I.A.
It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay
It's not me that is guilty
It's a man with the C.I.A.
Hey hey hey
So there I stood before him a revolver in my hand
With one shot for the torture and a bullet for the man
So now I'm UP FOR MURDER on a charge I can't deny
Well there ain't no clues I'm bom to lose and no ones gonna ask me why
Wll it's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay
It's not me that is guilty
It's a man with the C.I.A.
It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay
It's not me that is guilty
It's a man with the C.I.A.
C.I.A.
C.I.A.
The C.I.A.
"Thank you, this is Mike Peters"