Yes, I am the American man
Where do I go? The soul worn off my skin
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Gods and liberations, those that try to use it
Those that toiled and suffered
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Ghosts of generations beat the drums for freedom
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Are those that try to sheath it, wide awake
Inside the walls, inside the walls
Now, those that try to smother, wide awake
So are we ready? Ready to lose, I know I feel, feel, feel
Sad [Incomprehensible] I cut out the hole in my soul I know is you
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Free men haunted by the music
Yes, I am the American man
Yes, I am the American man
Where to begin? Bred to win
The iron walls protect the soles of my old boots
Yes, I am the American man
