The American Dream

Lyrics
[ENGINEER] My father was a tattoo artist in Haiphong But his designs on mother didn't last too long My mother sold her body, high on Betel nuts (Oh, wait, wait) My job was bringing red-faced monsieurs to our huts Selling your mom is a wrench Perfume can cover a stench That's what I learned from the French Then it all changed with Dien Bien Phu The Frogs went home, who came? Guess who? Are you surprised we went insane With dollars pouring down like rain? Businessmen never rob banks I can sell shit and get thanks Now that's what I learned from the Yanks I'm fed up with small-time hustles I'm too good to waste my talent for greed I need room to flex my muscles In an ocean where the big sharks feed Make me Yankee, they're my family We're selling dreams people need Mmm, what's that I smell in the air? The American dream Sweet as a new millionaire The American dream Pre-packed and ready-to-wear My American dream Fat, like a chocolate eclair As I suck out the cream Au revoir, Miss Saigon I'm moving on Grab what you can 'til it's gone The American dream Greasy Chinks make life so sleazy In the States I'll have a club that's four-starred Men like me there have things easy I'll have a lawyer and a bodyguard To the johns there I'll sell blondes there That they can charge on a card Oh, what's that I smell in the air? The American dream Sweet as a suite in Bel-Air The American dream Girls can buy tits by the pair The American dream Bald people think they'll grow hair The American dream Asses that stick out to there The American dream You can take more if you dare The American dream Banks print money from air The American dream Cocaine, shotguns and prayer The American dream, hallelujah Schlitz down the drain Pop the Champagne! It's time we all entertain My American dream! [ENGINEER, spoken] I want my girls! Don't you just love the feathers? Blow your big daddy a kiss Come on down, I wanna see my queen of the town Come on baby, rise and shine Come out, come out wherever you are Oh, she's alive, she's alive, look at her Isn't she beautiful? She's a big girl, she needs big boys Hello, boys [MEN, spoken] Yeah! Yeah! [ENGINEER, spoken] You guys are big American big Think you can handle her? Yeah I love you, baby, I love you You make me moist We're just sexy bitches, aren't we? Get down Winner, winner, ha, ha Rich, rich, ah, oh yeah [ENSEMBLE & ENGINEER, spoken] Live as you haven't a care The American dream Take even more than is fair The American dream (Oh, fresh air, is this too much?) Call girls are lining Times Square (I can never tell) The American dream Bums there have money to spare The American dream Spend when the cupboard is bare The American dream Just sell your soul and you gain The American dream [ENGINEER & ENSEMBLE, spoken] Say, can you see? Land of the free (Sure can!) Soon you will buy it from me [ENSEMBLE & ENGINEER, spoken] The American (Yeah) Dream (But) Dream (Huh) Dream Dream [ENGINEER, spoken] Ah More money Ha ha, it's all mine That's all mine, hands off Off, off, off I said, I said off My money, ha ha ha Hey, there's more Hey, where's my money going? Where you guys going? Come back! It was just getting good Wasn't that fabulous? Hey, hey, hey That's what I smell in the air [ENGINEER] My American dream, oh
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Credits
- Writers
- Claude-Michel Schönberg
- Alain Boublil
- Richard Maltby, Jr.