Turning American Lyrics
| Song | Turning American |
| Artist | The Wildhearts |
| Album | Rock City Vs The Wildhearts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| do you remember British achievement, and living when times were good? | |
| watching the start of the end of an era, would you go back if you could? | |
| when I was younger, the smell of the hunger, in all of the music you played | |
| kept me believing you lived for the lifestyle and not just the cash to be made | |
| 'cos it's a place where people happen, it's the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you, and you're never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell… the shit… upon your breath | |
| CHORUS: | |
| I remember you when you were an Englishman | |
| but now you're turning American, turning American | |
| (x2) | |
| walking away from the crumbling empire | |
| won't make it grow anymore | |
| changing your style 'cos the radio tells me | |
| how can you sleep? you're a commercial whore | |
| and you'd lick the steaming phallus if it'd offered you a hit | |
| clean you of integrity and then they'll make you fit | |
| you think you'll glide to stardom then you'll show them what you've got | |
| your pride, your balls, they own your lot | |
| CHORUS | |
| I want to be American, I want to be a star | |
| you should be over there, you should go far | |
| but I don't want to learn 'cos I know it all now | |
| you should be guaranteed to find out how | |
| you'll always be a wanna be, you look too far away... | |
| 'cos it's a place where people happen, it's the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you and you're never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell… the shit… upon your breath | |
| CHORUS |
| do you remember British achievement, and living when times were good? | |
| watching the start of the end of an era, would you go back if you could? | |
| when I was younger, the smell of the hunger, in all of the music you played | |
| kept me believing you lived for the lifestyle and not just the cash to be made | |
| ' cos it' s a place where people happen, it' s the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you, and you' re never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell the shit upon your breath | |
| CHORUS: | |
| I remember you when you were an Englishman | |
| but now you' re turning American, turning American | |
| x2 | |
| walking away from the crumbling empire | |
| won' t make it grow anymore | |
| changing your style ' cos the radio tells me | |
| how can you sleep? you' re a commercial whore | |
| and you' d lick the steaming phallus if it' d offered you a hit | |
| clean you of integrity and then they' ll make you fit | |
| you think you' ll glide to stardom then you' ll show them what you' ve got | |
| your pride, your balls, they own your lot | |
| CHORUS | |
| I want to be American, I want to be a star | |
| you should be over there, you should go far | |
| but I don' t want to learn ' cos I know it all now | |
| you should be guaranteed to find out how | |
| you' ll always be a wanna be, you look too far away... | |
| ' cos it' s a place where people happen, it' s the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you and you' re never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell the shit upon your breath | |
| CHORUS |
| do you remember British achievement, and living when times were good? | |
| watching the start of the end of an era, would you go back if you could? | |
| when I was younger, the smell of the hunger, in all of the music you played | |
| kept me believing you lived for the lifestyle and not just the cash to be made | |
| ' cos it' s a place where people happen, it' s the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you, and you' re never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell the shit upon your breath | |
| CHORUS: | |
| I remember you when you were an Englishman | |
| but now you' re turning American, turning American | |
| x2 | |
| walking away from the crumbling empire | |
| won' t make it grow anymore | |
| changing your style ' cos the radio tells me | |
| how can you sleep? you' re a commercial whore | |
| and you' d lick the steaming phallus if it' d offered you a hit | |
| clean you of integrity and then they' ll make you fit | |
| you think you' ll glide to stardom then you' ll show them what you' ve got | |
| your pride, your balls, they own your lot | |
| CHORUS | |
| I want to be American, I want to be a star | |
| you should be over there, you should go far | |
| but I don' t want to learn ' cos I know it all now | |
| you should be guaranteed to find out how | |
| you' ll always be a wanna be, you look too far away... | |
| ' cos it' s a place where people happen, it' s the corner of success | |
| everybody loves you and you' re never second best | |
| the smell of easy money, and you follow it to death | |
| I smell the shit upon your breath | |
| CHORUS |
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