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Stuck inside a jigsawOf the Midwestern modern midtown ?Feeling like a trophy thatThe old man's been passing aroundJust another suit back ?From a old time college degreeAnd when I walked by I heard 'emSaying he was something to seeWell now don't you know that I'm the American SonLiving out the old man's fantasy of being number oneDaddy use to tell me, son you never kiss assI'm the last of the American Son'sAnd its such a such a gaspIts like a shot of The way the conversation grewAnd everybody was telling me somethingThat I already, already knewWell I might be dumbBut it didn't take that longFor me to get out of that room and billsAnd when I ran into the streetsThe crowd was yelling he's such a such a gasp[Chorus:]Letras de cancionesWell now kiss assoh, yeahReady to get on with that fool ?You know that Eddy's ? in danger of ?Of a self indulgent foolTo mesmerize himself into thinkingThat he is just to cool for schoolWell you know that its fun to carry a gunAnd shoot down what you never could beAnd when the dealer callsAnd has got you by the ballsYou tell him that ya, you tell that ya had it from me[Chorus][Repeat: x12]And its a, its a, its a, its a, its a,Its such a, its such a, its such a gaspI'm the last of the American Son's From Letras Mania