We are graffiti on a subway train Two hands shape of a heart Lyrics on a Coca-Cola cla**ic can Promises whispered in the dark We are Hemingway in a dive bar I love you in a dead language Progress running through the telephone wires Sneakers hangin' by the laces We are the back roads dirty water soul banks From the city to the country doing our thing, our way Say things that I was gonna say Freedom of our age we are born and raised on American Slang Born and raise on American Slang yeah We are vampires on Hollywood Boulevard Angels and sinners in our home town streets An autobiography in a sleeve tattoo Our broken hearts that still beat We are the back roads dirty water soul banks From the city to the country doing our thing, our way
Say things that I was gonna say Freedom of our age we are born and raised on American Slang Born and raise on American Slang yeah She was Marilyn and Daisy Duke He was Dean and DiCaprio Neon turned into LED Lost boys all came home Singin' We are the back roads dirty water soul banks From the city to the country doing our thing, our way Say things that I was gonna say Freedom of our age we are born and raised on American Slang We are the back roads dirty water soul banks From the city to the country doing our thing, our way Say things that I was gonna say Freedom of our age we are born and raised on American Slang Born and raise on American Slang