Lyrics:
American Piano

Dock Ellis didn't think he was pitching that day Back in 1970 When he and his wife took a trip to the ballpark A little bit differently So by the time

Just like you did back in the days You would play piano Each mornin' walk a mile Speak of what was goin' down With honesty and style America's calling

inside of me Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me Ebony and ivory Keys on my piano playin' Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm

say It's just a Cuban crime of passion, anjejo and knives a slashin' Yeah but that's what the people like to read about Up in America, up in America

Republican manufactured white powder pestilence Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano

me to lighten up? Make an angel on the beach or pick a boquet in your garden Call me when they drop redemption upon you like a piano record the noise

anni ed anni amari; a Silvia la in prigione cosa resta? Non le resta che guardare l'America negli occhi, sorridendo coi suoi limpidi occhi chiari. Gia, l'America

the same mistakes My reputation's on the line The final day of '59 But like the sun, just watch me shine Today How 'bout a cheer for the piano

your self esteem Build up your bank account Moving up in the scene Everyone's living the American Dream so we can Build up an army And SMASH it to [dream interlude to piano