Lyrics American Life (live) - Primus
In
a
town
in
southernmost
Sicily
Lived
a
family
too
proud
to
be
poor
In
the
year
that
fever
took
father
away
They
hastened
for
American
shores
Now
a
mother
and
her
son
are
standing
in
line
It's
a
cold
day
on
Ellis
Isle
And
they
look
to
the
Statue
of
Liberty
For
the
boy
we
have
American
Life
Ong
is
a
Laotian
refugee
He
works
in
the
audio
trade
The
smoke
from
flux
is
filling
his
lungs
He's
earning
minimum
wage
Spending
spare
time
down
on
San
Pablo
Ave.
Once
a
week
gets
a
woman
for
the
night
And
he
writes
home
tales
of
prosperity
For
the
boy
we
have
American
Life
Bob
is
an
unemployed
veteran
Born
and
bred
in
the
South
Bronx
He's
living
off
the
streets
down
in
east
L.A.
Residing
in
a
cardboard
box
Now
he
plays
a
little
quit
and
he
has
a
small
dog
Searching
for
aluminum
cans
And
he
hold
on
tight
to
his
dignity
He
was
born
into
American
Life
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1 American Life (live)
2 Here Come the Bastards (Bassnectar remix)
3 Seas of Cheese (5.1 mix)
4 Here Come the Bastards (5.1 mix)
5 Sgt. Baker (5.1 mix)
6 American Life (5.1 mix)
7 Jerry Was a Race Car Driver (5.1 mix)
8 Eleven (5.1 mix)
9 Is It Luck? (5.1 mix)
10 Grandad’s Little Ditty (5.1 mix)
11 Tommy the Cat (5.1 mix)
12 Sathington Waltz (5.1 mix)
13 Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers (5.1 mix)
14 Fish On (Fisherman Chronicles, Chapter II) (5.1 mix)
15 Los Bastardos (5.1 mix)
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