Lyrics

AMERICAN STATE OF MIND

©Lyrics & Music by: Keith Fellows

(Verse 1)
I left you little old England
Went west over the sea
To see the New York skyline
And hear the language of the 'Land Of The Free'
Drug stores on every corner, sidewalks on ever block
Everything Super Size bigger
Cadillacs honkin' aliens walking the streets in.....

(Chorus)
A - M - E - R - I - C A now!
Well they say they talk English but the important think is
We just don't speak it no-how!
It sure is fancy and fine and sure is easy to rhyme
I'm getting into American State of Mind.

(Verse 2)
I didn't go to Boston or San Francisco
I didn't quite make it to Memphis
'Cos it's a mighty long way to go.
I jumped upon a Greyhound
To view the 'Great American Dream'
But I didn't see the 'cowboy' who picked my pockets clean. I'm stuck in...

(Chorus)

Burgers, fries and cola will make a wreck of Rock 'n' Roll.
Francis Ford Coppola is out on parole

I met you li'l' ol' US
West over the sea
To see the New York skyline
And hear the language of the 'Land Of The Free'
Drugs on every corner, cops on ever block
Everything 'Super Size' bigger
Cadillacs honkin', aliens walkin' the streets in.....

(Chorus)

I'm getting into American State of Mind (yeh!).
I'm getting into American State of Mind.