AMERICAN NIGHT High stung tension an American Night Can't find a friend and it don't seem right Want to rip through every face i see 'Cos im standing here and they don't see me Just walking down the street, couldn't hear a sound Just the punding of my hard boots on the ground Hands in pockets and my coats done up tight I'm the one you never see in the American Night Anything you want it's all right here A fist and a boot and plenty of beer The American Night Walk into the bar for another warm beer Faces talking at me but i don't hear Had to leave the place before i got served Before i gave those bastards what they deserved There's trouble in the air and i'm not far behind If it's trouble they wnt, then it's trouble they'll find Hangin' out the window and looking for a fight Won't be a victim of the American Night
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