Текст песни The American Dream - Live From The Prince Edward Theatre, London / 2014 - Miss Saigon Original Cast feat. Jon Jon Briones

My father was a tattoo artist in Haiphong
But his designs on mother didn't last too long
My mother sold her body high on Betel nuts
(Wait, wait, wait!)
My job was bringing red-faced monsieurs to our huts
Selling your mom is a wrench
Perfume can cover a stench
That's what I learned from the French

Then it all changed with Dien Bien Phu
The frogs went home, who came?
Guess who!
Are you surprised we went insane?
With dollars pouring down like rain
Businessmen never rob banks
I can sell shit and get thanks
Now that's what I learned from the Yanks

I'm fed up with
Small-time hustles
I'm too good to waste my talent for greed
I need room to
Flex my muscles
In an ocean where the big sharks feed
Make me Yankee
They're my family
We're selling dreams people need

Mm, what's that I smell in the air?
The American Dream
Sweet as a new millionaire
The American Dream
Pre-packed and ready to wear
My American Dream
Fat, like a chocolate e-clair
As I suck out the cream
Au revoir, Miss Saigon!
I'm moving on!
Grab what you can 'til it's gone
The American Dream!

Greasy chinks make life so sleazy
In the States, I'll have a club that's four-starred
Men like me there have things easy
I'll have a lawyer and a bodyguard
To the johns there, I'll sell blondes there
That they can charge on a card
(Ch-ch!)

Oh, what's that I smell in the air?
The American Dream
Sweet as a suite in BelAir
The American Dream
Girls can buy tits by the pair
The American Dream
Bald people think they'll grow hair
The American Dream

Asses that stick out to there
The American Dream
You can take more if you dare
The American Dream
Banks print money from air
The American Dream
Cocaine, shotguns, and prayer
The American Dream

Hallelujah!
Schlitz down the drain!
Pop the champagne!
It's time we all entertain
My American Dream!

Live like you haven't a care
The American Dream
Take even more than is fair
The American Dream (Is this too much? I can never tell)
Call girls are lining Times Square
The American Dream
Bums there have money to spare
The American Dream
Spend when the cupboard is bare
The American Dream
Just sell your soul and you gain
The American Dream

Say! Can you see!
Land of the Free!
(Sure can!)
Soon you will buy it from me
The American
(Yeah)
Dream
Dream
Dream
Dream!

The money! It's all mine!

Hey, where's my money going?
Where're you guys going?
Come back! It was just getting good!

Wasn't that fabulous?
That's what I smell in the air
My American Dream!