| The lyrics to New Americana… Cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles Just what you’d expect inside her new Balenciaga Vile romance, turned dreams into an empire Self made success now she woes with Rockefellers Survival of the richest The city’s ours until the fall They’re Monaco and Hamptons bound But we don’t feel like outsiders at all We are the new Americana High on legal marijuana Raised on Biggie and Nirvana We are the new Americana Young James Dean, some say He looks just like his father But he could never love somebody’s daughter Football team loved more than just the game So he vowed to be his husband at the alter Survival of the richest The city’s ours until the fall They’re Monaco and Hamptons bound But we don’t feel like outsiders at all We are the new Americana High on legal… |
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