Americana
The Offspring
1998




Artist Song Album

Welcome

- Welcome to Americana. Please make your selection, followed by the pound sign now.


Have You Ever

Falling
I'm falling
Falling
I'm falling

Have you ever walked through a room
But it was more like the room passed around you
Like there was a leash around your neck that pulled you through
Have you ever been at some place
Recognizing everybody's face
Until you realized that there was no one there you knew, well, I know

Some days, my soul's confined
And out of mind, sleep forever
Some days, I'm so outshined
And out of time, have you ever

Falling
I'm falling
Falling
I'm falling

Have you ever buried your face in your hands
'Cause no one around you understands
Or has the slightest idea what it is that makes you be
Have you ever felt like there was more
Like someone else was keeping score
And what could make you whole was simply out of reach, well, I know

Someday, I'll try again
And not pretend, this time forever
Someday, I'll get it straight
But not today, have you ever

Falling
I'm falling
Falling
I'm falling

Some days, my soul's confined (falling)
And out of mind, sleep forever (I'm falling)
Some days, my darkest friend (falling)
Is me again, have you ever (I'm falling)

Someday, I'll try again (falling)
And not pretend, this time forever (I'm falling)
Someday, I'll get it straight
But not today, have you ever

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
'Cause the truth about the world
Is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
'Cause I'd like to think the world
Is a better place

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
'Cause the truth about the world
Is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
'Cause I'd like to make the world
Be a better place

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
'Cause the truth about the world
Is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
'Cause I'd like to think the world
Is a better place

I'd like to leave the world
As a better place
I'd like to think the world...


Staring At The Sun

Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them

If I seem bleak, well, you'd be correct
And if I don't speak, it's 'cause I can't disconnect
But I won't be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes

As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun
As you're staring at the sun

Hey, when I ran I didn't feel like a runaway
Hey, when I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
Hey, there's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying

Though you hear me, I don't think that you relate
My will is something that you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I won't be frustrated
By destruction in your eyes

As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa

Hey, when I ran I didn't feel like a runaway
Hey, when I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
Hey, there's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying

Though you hear me, I don't think that you relate
My will is something that you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I won't be frustrated
By destruction in your eyes

As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa

Hey, maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Hey, dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way
Hey, everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them

If I seem bleak, well, you'd be correct
And if I don't speak, it's 'cause I can't disconnect
But I won't be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes

As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun, whoa
As you're staring at the sun
As you're staring at the sun


Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)

[I'm usually good at speaking German, but I can't speak a tiny bit of Spanish, sorry...]

Untem, gliben, glaussen, glauben

Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinquo, senco, ses

You know, it's kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn't cool, but he fakes it anyway
He may not have a clue and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial

So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you, no way, for you, no way

So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least, you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
So hey hey, do that brand new thing

Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy

He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn't have Ice Cube, so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass

So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you, no way, for you, no way

So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least, you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world likes wannabes
So hey hey, do that brand new thing

Now, he's getting a tattoo, yeah, he's gettin' ink done
He asked for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind, he's the, he's the dopest trip

Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Give it to me, baby, huh huh, huh huh
Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinquo, senco, ses

So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you, no way, for you, no way

So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least, you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves wannabes
Let's get some more wannabes
And hey hey, do that brand new thing


The Kids Aren't Alright

When we were young, the future was so bright, whoa
The old neighborhood was so alive, whoa
And every kid on the whole damn street, whoa
Was gonna make it big and not be beat

Now, the neighborhood's cracked and torn, whoa
The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn, whoa
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well, she really did, whoa
Instead, she dropped out and had a couple of kids, whoa
Mark still lives at home 'cause he's got no job, whoa
He just plays guitar and smokes a lotta pot

Jay committed suicide, whoa
Brandon OD'd and died, whoa
What the Hell is going on
The cruelest dream, reality

Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Go!

Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams


Feelings

Feelings
Nothing more than feelings
Trying to forget my
Feelings of hate

Imagine
Beating on your face
Trying to forget my
Feelings of hate

Feelings
For all my life, I'll feel it
I wish I'd never met you
You'll make me sick again

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
Of hate on my mind

Feelings
Feelings like I never liked you
Feelings like I wanna kill you
Live in my heart

Feelings
Feelings like I wanna deck you
Feelings like I gotta get you
Out of my life

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
Hate's in my eyes

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
You're not very nice

Go!

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
Hate's on my mind

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
Get out of my life

Feelings
Whoa, feelings
Whoa, feelings
Get out of my life


She's Got Issues

I'm seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind
Well, she's got baggage and it's all the emotional kind
She talks about closure and that validation bit
I don't mean to be insensitive, but I really hate that shit

And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues and I'm gonna pay
Yeah, yeah
She thinks she's the victim, yeah

Now, I know she'll feel abandoned if I don't stay over late
And I know she's afraid to commit, but it's only our second date

And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues and I'm gonna pay
Yeah, yeah
She says she's the victim, but she takes it all out on me

I don't know why you're messed up
I don't know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door

Now, she talks about her ex non-stop, but I don't mind
But when she calls out his name in bed, that's where I draw the line
You told me a hundred times how your father left and he's gone
But I wish you wouldn't call me daddy when we're gettin' it on

And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues and I'm gonna pay
Yeah, yeah
She's playing the victim and taking it all out on me

Yeah, yeah
My God, she's got issues and I'm gonna pay
Gonna pay, gonna pay, gonna pay, gonna pay
Gonna pay, whooo, whoa

If you think I'm controlling
Then why do you follow me around?
If you're not co-dependent
Then why do you let others drag you down?

I don't know why you're messed up
I don't know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door


Walla Walla

1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and

Goodbye my friend, you messed up again
You're going to prison, you're off to the pen
You gotten off easy so many times
I guess no one told you how to get a life

The judge wasn't lenient like he was before
You got three to five and a kick out the door
The public defender really did try
Too little, too late, you didn't get a life

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom prison is the destination

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others, whoa, well, I'll see ya

That car looked so tempting, so easy to drive
Just like that apartment that you burglarized
You started to run, but didn't get far
'Cause under your arm was a VCR

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom prison is the destination

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others, whoa, well, I'll see ya

- I'm innocent! I didn't do it! I didn't do nothin', man! This is bullshit. They just gave it to me, it was, it was a present!

Oh oh, not this time my friend
You'll be in lockdown by ten
I'm afraid you can't talk your way outta this one, son
Now, four walls are your 24-hour-a-day, constant companions

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom prison is the destination

Hey, in Walla, I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist, well, not this time
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others, whoa, well, I'll see ya, well, I'll see ya

Have a nice life!


The End Of The Line

When the siren's flash is gone
And we're left to carry on
All the memories are too few

When the pastor's music plays
And that casket rolls away
I could live again if you
Just stay alive for me

Please stay now, you left me here alone, it's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own, it's the end of the line (make it on my own)
Whoa, it's the end of the line
Whoa

Now that you are dead and gone
And I'm left to carry on
I could never smile 'cause you
Won't stay alive for me

Please stay now, you left me here alone, it's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own, it's the end of the line (make it on my own)
Whoa, it's the end of the line
Whoa

Finally
Your final resting day
Is without me
I weep
And think of brighter days
What about me?

You can't take back the one mistake
That still lives on after life, it takes
In that one day that changed our lives
And bitter memories are left behind

You can't take back the one mistake (whoa)
That still lives on after life, it takes
In that one day that changed our lives (whoa)
And bitter memories are left behind, oh yeah

Please stay now, you left me here alone, it's the end of the line (whoa)
Please stay, I can't make it on my own, it's the end of the line (whoa, make it on my own)
Please stay now, you left me here alone, it's the end of the line (whoa)
Please stay, I can't make it on my own (whoa)

- Thank you. One moment please.


No Brakes

Lay awake, I don't give a shit
If I even ever wake up in the morning
Down below, there's a pile of sin
Always waiting for a, waiting for a warning

Burned at the stake, inside, I'm blistering
Not a whisper looking in, you'd never know it
Miles below, I look up again
When you snap they say before you never show it

Someone said it's alright
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's alright
Faster now, you know I got no brakes, no brakes

Fuses glow, wounds are festering
'Til the wind comes up and takes it to the last pow
Back and forth, staring at the wall
This room's a cage, I know that something's gotta give now

Lay awake, I don't give a shit
If I even ever wake up in the morning
Down below, there's a pile of sin
Always waiting for a, waiting for a warning

Burned at the stake, inside, I'm blistering
Not a whisper looking in, you'd never know it
Miles below, I look up again
When you snap they say before you never show it

Someone said it's alright
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's alright
Faster now, you know I got no brakes, no brakes

Someone said it's alright
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's alright
Faster now, you know I got no brakes

Someone said it's alright
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's alright
Faster now, you know I got no brakes

No brakes
No brakes
No brakes


Why Don't You Get A Job

My friend's got a girlfriend, man, he hates that bitch
He tells me every day
He says "man, I really gotta lose my chick
In the worst kind of way"

She sits on her ass, he works his hands to the bone
To give her money every payday
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well, my friend, you gotta say

I won't pay, I won't pay, yeah, no way
Now now, why don't you get a job
Say no way, say no way, yeah, no way
Now, now, why don't you get a job

I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough
To keep her bill collectors at bay
I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough
'Cause that girl's got expensive taste

I won't pay, I won't pay, yeah, no way
Now now, why don't you get a job
Say no way, say no way, yeah, no way
Now, now, why don't you get a job

Well, I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all, oh yeah
But hey man, free rides just don't come along every day
Let me tell you about my other friend now

My friend's got a boyfriend, man, she hates that dick (that's right)
She tells me every day (whoa, every day now)
He wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well, my friend, you gotta say

I won't pay, I won't pay, yeah, no way
Now now, why don't you get a job (get a job)
Say no way, say no way, yeah, no way
Now, now, why don't you get a job (oh yeah)

I won't give you no money, you'll always pay
Now now, why don't you get a job (get a job)
Say no way, say no way, yeah, no way
Now, now, why don't you get a job

- Hey, that's something everyone can enjoy.


Americana

Aaaaah
Aaaaah
Aaaaah
Aaaaah

Well, I'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a place
Where strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments away
Where culture's defined by the ones least refined
And you'll be left behind if you don't fit in
It's all distorted in Americana, my way
Well, fuck you

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
My vision has come true

Now, give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right away
I want it right now, 'cause my g-ggeneration don't like to wait
My future's determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin
It's quite an excursion, but it's OK
Everything's backwards in Americana, my way
Well, fuck you

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
My vision has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true

I'm a product
Of my environment
So don't blame me
I just work here but I wanna fuck it all!

My rights are denied by those least qualified
Trading profit for pride, but it's OK
Everything's backwards in Americana, my way
Well, fuck you

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, my nightmare has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa
My nightmare has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true
Yeah, it's all coming true


Pay The Man

See the way the wind blows
Lives are intertwined
Watch the way the world goes
The man deals out our plight

Jester in the corner
Laughs without a sound
Jester in the corner
Malady abounds

In our souls
In our souls
In our souls

See the way the sun sets
Twilight of this life
The man is making little bets
Playing with our lives

All that I believe now
Anything is possible
A simple explanation
For the evil in this world

And in our souls
In our souls
In our souls
In our souls

Oooh oooh, no

Come down to sorry and sable
It's always the man
He's always keeping you down
Bow down 'cause I see it before me
Shadow and light
That always keeps you running

Oooh, shut up, you talk too much
Oooh, pay the man now, yeah
Oooh, shut up, you talk too much
Oooh, pay now, pay now, now, now

Look at you and your struggle for freedom
But you ain't nothing
We all pay the man for living
Wouldn't it be nice for a change now
To be unchained
My life is for me now

But this is life
This is life
This is life
This is life

Pay the man now
Pay the man now
Pay the man now
He's the man, now

Oooh, shut up, you talk too much
Oooh, pay the man now, yeah
Oooh, shut up, you talk too much
Oooh

Oooh oooh, no

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa (now, now)
Whoa (now)

Oooh, shut up, you talk too much
Oooh, pay the man now, yeah

My life is for me, oh, oh, oh


Pretty Fly (Remix)

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinquo, senco, ses

And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinquo, senco, ses




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