Hey mr. music
With all your illusions
Your forgot conclusions
Your grand delusions

Hey mr. music
My name’s not honey
And don’t call me dear
My eyes are up here

I am not your american dream, your american dream
I am not your american dream, your american dream

Hey mr. music
The life of the party
Where everyone’s pretty
And everyone’s easy

I am not your american dream, your american dream
I am not your american dream, your american dreamgirl

Beautiful, wasted
Surrounded by the world that made us
Plastic and wanted
Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines
Filled with america dreamgirls

I won’t be silenced by your
By your small-minded validation
Your silicone creation
Rock ‘n’ roll masturbation