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American Idol lyrics

Proud To Be American

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Intro 1. Proud to be American are we! Proud to live in a land of liberty. We stand up proud and tall And shout one and all: American's a name we're proudly called! 2. Proud to be American are we! Proud to live in a nation of the free. We feel it deep inside And shout it far and wide. American's a name we wear with pride, American's a name we wear with pride!

American Pride

ALABAMA "American Pride"
[Throughout the singing of this song there is continuous background of announcements about 9-11 incident by goverment leaders and announcers] American pride something you feel inside Something you can't describe American pride. Dad said, Son I'm proud you won But the game is more than any toy Mama said, Now Son say sir and say ma'am And be proud you're southern born You play when you're hurt and you work when you're tired 'Cause that was Grandpa's way And the biscuits are better at Granny's house And the gravy taste great all day. American pride yes it is something you feel inside Something you can't describe, something you cannot hide American pride something you feel inside Traditions run deep and wide with American pride. When a baby is born we all celebrate With tears of joy in family eyes 'Cause we all know the baby Will grow up with American pride Yeah. we work and we play and we have our own ways And we don't all look alike But if the cause is right we stand up and fight To protect our American pride. Sing it, sing it, sing it. American pride yes it is something you feel inside It's something you can't describe, Yt's something you can't hide American pride, something you feel inside Traditions run deep and wide with American pride. With American pride, it's American pride...

All American Girl

MELISSA ETHERIDGE "Yes I Am"
She wakes up in the morning With a pain in her jet black head A decaf coffee in her hand And a Marlboro red She drives down to the office In her Japanese car With the radio blasting She dreams of taking it too far But today she'll pay the bills She won't think about the thrills That pass away She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl Her eyes are black as leather And her hair is killer red How could she keep the baby When she can barely keep her head She don't owe nobody nothing And she ain't on the street But these drinks are getting heavy And these lips are getting weak She don't understand Why she can't climb out of the sand And break away She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl Her lover never came home And it's half past three Today her best friend told her He's HIV Something's gotta give somewhere Forcing circles into squares She keeps pushing on She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl

Saturday's Kids

THE JAM "Setting Sons"
Saturday's boys live life with insults, Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results, Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they dig it! Saturday's girls work in Tesco's and Woolworths, Wear cheap perfume 'cause its all they can afford, Go to discos they drink Babycham talk to Jan - in bingo accents. Saturdays kids play one arm bandits, they never win but that's not the point is it, Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat, How about that - far out! Their mums and dads smoke Capstan non filters, Wallpaper lives 'cause they all die of cancer, What goes on - what goes wrong. Save up their money for a holiday, To Selsey Bill or Bracklesham Bay, Think about the future - when they'll settle down, Marry the girl next door - with one on the way. These are the real creatures that time has forgot, Not given a thought - its the system - Hate the system - what's the system? Saturdays kids live in council houses, Wear v-necked shirts and baggy trousers, Drive Cortinas fur trimmed dash boards, Stains on the seats - in the back of course!

Sheriff Of Huddersfield

IRON MAIDEN "Best Of The B'Sides [Eddie's Archive Discs 5 And 6]"
(Iron Maiden) Life in a city living in L.A. Is a long way from Huddersfield town The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven But that's where he get's his pork pie Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy Rugby and cricket's unknown Baseball and football they're making him lazy Your fan club says 'Rodney come home' [Chorus:] The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle Look down on Hollywood Hills The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle You're our own Hot Rod on wheels A good game of arrows a few dozen barrels The Nautilus rusts in the yard But for Yorkshire he's yearning but because he's earning He'll always live in L.A. A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket And never comes out to pay bills He's winning at poker and playing the Joker And he always cheats when he deals [Chorus] [Rodney's rap:] Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong. When I were a lad, I could lift up five navies on an end of a shovel. The reason I never took martial arts because I was immensely fearsome and I'd probably kill everybody I came into contact with it. I was phenomenally strong. Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego, is what makes the world rotate. And everybody knows the centre of the universe is Huddersfield but I don't live there anymore. I live in Los Angeles. It's great!... I think Rufus the red has a crane by his bed To wrench himself up in the morn' But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed You'll wish you'd never been born. A bear with a sore head we mean your forehead He slumbers for most of the day Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast Your problem Rodney L.A. [Chorus]

All American Country Boy

ALAN JACKSON "Who I Am"
I work a forty hour week and I earn my keep And I try to walk proud and tall I keep my nose to the ground, I don't get behind And I don't back up at all Well my neck's a little red, my collar's blue I sip a little coffee, and I drink a little booze 'Cause I'm an all American country boy I'm my daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy There ain't nothing down home that I really don't enjoy 'Cause I'm an all American country boy I drive a pickup truck and I don't pass the buck And I always speak my mind I'm hooked on T.V., Rolaids, and B.C.'s And I know how to have a good time I'm a little bit rowdy and a little bit tame Ain't no way I'm ever gonna change 'Cause I'm an all American country boy I'm my daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy There ain't nothing down home that I really don't enjoy 'Cause I'm an all American country boy Well I must admit that I've mellowed a bit Father Time can slow you down I'm still doin' all I used to do It just takes a little longer now 'Cause I'm an all American country boy I'm my daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy There ain't nothing down home that I really don't enjoy 'Cause I'm an all American country boy I'm just a country boy A good ol' country boy

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