Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Americans , by - Janelle Monáe. Song from the album Dirty Computer, in the genre R&BRelease date: 26.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Americans |
| Hold on, don’t fight your war alone |
| Hate all around you, don’t have to face it on your own |
| We will win this fight, let all souls be brave |
| We’ll find a way to heaven, we’ll find a way |
| War is old, so is sex, let’s play God, you go next |
| Hands go up, men go down, try my luck, stand my ground |
| Die in church, live in jail say her name, twice in hell |
| Uncle Sam kissed a man, Jim Crow Jesus rose again |
| I like my woman in the kitchen |
| I teach my children superstitions |
| I keep my two guns on my blue nightstand |
| A pretty young thang, she can wash my clothes |
| But she’ll never ever wear my pants |
| I pledge allegiance to the flag |
| Learned the words from my mom and dad |
| Cross my heart and I hope to die |
| With a big old piece of American pie |
| Love me, baby, love me for who I am |
| Fallen angels, singing «Clap your hands» |
| Don’t try to take my country, I will defend my land |
| I’m not crazy, baby, naw, I’m American |
| I’m American, I’m American, I’m American |
| Seventy-nine cent to your dollar |
| All that bullshit from white-collars |
| You see my color before my vision |
| Sometimes I wonder if you were blind |
| Would it help you make a better decision? |
| I pledge allegiance to the flag |
| Learned the words from my mom and dad |
| Cross my heart and I hope to die |
| With a big old piece of American pie |
| Just love me, baby, love me for who I am |
| Fallen angels, singing «Clap your hands» |
| (Please sign your name on the dotted line) |
| Don’t try to take my country |
| I will defend my land |
| I’m not crazy, baby, naw, I’m American |
| I’m American, I’m American, I’m American |
| Let me help you in here |
| Until women can get equal pay for equal work |
| This is not my America |
| Until same-gender loving people can be who they are |
| This is not my America |
| Until black people can come home from a police stop without being shot in the |
| head |
| This is not my America, huh! |
| Until poor whites can get a shot at being successful |
| This is not my America |
| I can’t hear nobody talkin' to me |
| Just love me, baby, love me for who I am |
| Fallen angels, singing «Clap your hands» |
| (Please sign your name on the dotted line) |
| Don’t try to take my country |
| I will defend my land |
| I’m not crazy, baby, naw |
| I’m American (Love me, baby) |
| I’m American (Love me for who I am) |
| (Fallen angels) |
| Until Latinos and Latinas don’t have to run from walls |
| This is not my America |
| But I tell you today that the devil is a liar |
| Because it’s gon' be my America before it’s all over |
| Please sign your name on the dotted line |