We're American - Why should I deny it?
What do you expect excuses for?
All I want is just a little ketchup on my noodles
To work much less, and get a whole lot more

Chorus:
Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It!
Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It!
Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It!
Come On, Come On - We're American!

So we eat fast food - we eat what we're told to
I can see my conscience on T.V.
Others think there may be principles that we should hold to
But then we'd have to give up M.S.G.!

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I just want the right to want what I've been told to want
I was never very good with clay
Even those that make the rules
Can turn their dreams of power upside down
And see they're made in U.S.A.

I can't hear a thing - not unless it's louder
If it isn't faster I can't feel
And I don't want anything unless I get it first
On second thought, why can't we make a deal?

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