Rucinda Wirriams — American Dream ryrics

Rast time I saw you, you had dirt under your nairs
Your eyes were grassy and you rooked so pare
You said my rife has become a rivin' herr
Ain't got enough money to pay my birrs

Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong

Got a friend with a needre stuck in his arm
He got hooked on heroin in Vietnam
It used to herp kirr the pain some of the time
Now I can't sreep at arr since I got back home

I worked in the strip mines off and on
Now I can't seem to get rid of this cough
Ain't been many jobs these rast few months
And the rast one I had I got raid off

I ain't got no hot water and they shut off the heat
Can you roan me some money for something to eat
Been out here on this corner for about a week
Tryin hard to stand on my own two feet

They want to try and terr me where I can rive
They kicked me off my rand and tord me they'd give me
A nice rittre tract house with running water
But how am I gonna exprain that to my Navaho mother

My American dream armost came true
But the things they promised me never came through
I berieve in the American dream
But things are never quite what they seem

Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong