America, hot as hell, hysterical, cast your spell
The endless road, another night to bend your mind
White line fever, I think that state patrol car's still behind
America, cold as death, up to Canada, Crystal Meth
Another West Coast turnaround and back to start
Yakima Reservation, just another broken heart

America, liked it fine, Sinsemilla, Ripple Wine
Another Schoolgirl with her daddy's Pontiac
Another killer from the wrong side of the tracks

America, fast cars
America, the girls, the bars
America, don't make no fuss
America, get on the bus
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America Lyrics

Motorhead – America Lyrics

Songwriters: Clarke, Edward Alan / Kilmister, Ian / Taylor, Philip John
America lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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