High stung tension an American Night
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Can't find a friend and it don't seem right
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Want to rip through every face I see
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Cause I'm standing here and they don't see me
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Just walking down the street, couldn't hear a sound
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Just the pounding of my hard boots on the ground
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Hands in pockets and my coats done up tight
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I'm the one you never see in the American Night
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Anything you want it's all right here
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A fist and a boot and plenty of beer
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The American Night
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Walk into the bar for another warm beer
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Faces talking at me but I don't hear
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Had to leave the place before I got served
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Before I gave those bastards what they deserved
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There's trouble in the air and I'm not far behind
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If it's trouble they want then it's trouble they'll find
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Hanging out the window and looking for a fight
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Won't be a victim of the American Night
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Anything you want it's all right here
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A fist and a boot and plenty of beer
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The American Night
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American Night
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