This is a blues song, it's over 30 years old, and still resonates today, sadly, more than ever....

I'M AN AMERICAN WEIRDO 

YOU'RE A WEIRDO TOO

IF YOU LIVE HERE IN AMERICA

THEN THERE'S NOTHIN YOU CAN DO

BUT DO YOUR BEST TO DREAM

THE AMERICAN DREAM

AND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NITE

WHEN THE LEFT BECOMES THE RIGHT

YOU REALIZE "THIS IS NOT MY DREAM!"

                     CHORUS

WHOA...AMERICA

IT'S HARD TO TELL MY RIGHTS

FROM YOUR CRIMES

AMERICA, IT'S HARD TO TELL YOUR FAKES

FROM YOUR GENUINES.

OH AMERICA WHY DO YOU ACT LIKE HELL

WHEN YOU COULD BE PARADISE

                      SOLO

THERE'S AN AMERICAN WEIRDO

SITTIN BY A POOL

THEY DON'T HAVE A STEADY JOB

AND THEY NEVER FINISHED SCHOOL

THEIR FRIENDS ALL COME AROUND

THEY JUST MAKE DEALS ALL DAY

IF YOU WANNA QUOTE ME

WELL I'VE GOT NOTHIN TO SAY

                     CHORUS 

I ONLY SING THIS SONG TO FIND OUT WHAT WENT WRONG

MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE

SWEET LAND OF LIBERTY

WHERE DID YOU GO?