American Dream - Eddie Izzard

I'ma just keep watching, I think my heart's stopping Nicotine fiend of a man I was born this way, I'm a government slave And I was raised on stolen land And it's a hard up kinda life Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes Writing these songs trying to wrap my mind around A bullshit American dream I'm still a six-gun owning, bet the truth hurts, don't it? Won't you catch me if you can? I hope all is well, it'll be a cold day in hell When you pry it from my dying hands 'Cause it's a hard up kinda life When paying your dues don't get you by You're working all week to make some overtime To pay from this bullshit American dream I've heard once to be dreaming Means you've got to be asleep And I've grown tired of counting these sheep I had a dream I was drugged And when I finally woke up I went and blew up my TV 'Cause it's a hard up kinda life You're not allowed to get yourself a natural high Here's a pill to help you sleep, just give it some time Now you're addicted to this bullshit American dream And it's a hard up kind of life Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes Writing these songs trying to wrap my mind Around a bullshit American dream

Woke up this morning and thought I was fine Walked in the kitchen a quarter to nine Poured me some coffee Read me some news When I looked up all hell broke loose There's a hole in the roof, it's coming right through The water's all gone cold Heater's making noise again and the bread's all growing mould Songbird singing in that old oak tree I'm looking up at you, you're looking down on me Promise you this really ain't as bad as it may seem I'm living the American dream I'm living the American dream I hate to let my old lady down It's time I took her out on the town If I had my way I'd give her the world Lord only knows how I love that girl But the yard needs mowing, bills need paying Phone's ringing off the line I got me a list of honey dues And I just can't find the time Songbird singing in that old oak tree I'm looking up at you, you're looking down on me Promise you this really ain't as bad as it may seem I'm living the American dream I'm living the American dream Songbird singing in that old oak tree I'm looking up at you, you're looking down on me Promise you this really ain't as bad as it may seem I'm living the American dream I'm living the American dream I'm living the American dream I'm living the American dream