American man

Living in a cabin in american light
He had a will, he had a plan
To build his own world
At the age of seventeen he realized
Did not wanna live the american
The american life

With an arrogant smile, he shook his head
Counted his fingers from one to ten
With a foot like lead
Revived the engine

He left for the road, no coming home
No end in sight, like a blue sky
He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight
He realized
That he drove all night

He gathered his pride and suited up
In front of the crowd
He raised his voice
As shaky as it was

And with an arrogant smile, he shook his head
Counted his fingers from one to ten
With a foot like lead
Revved the engine

And he left for the road, no coming home,
No end in sight, like a blue sky
He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight
He realized
That he drove all night

Ooh, ooh, ooh,
That he drove all night, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight, like a blue sky

He was his own, no coming home
No end in sight, he realized
That he drove all night