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I set out like Kerouac in my
American car
Carryin' a dream and a road map
Deep in my American heart
But where's those mountain majesties
Where's those waves of grain
Billboards from sea to shining sea man it ain't the same

They got Mount Rushmore on a cup
Everybody needs one of those
For a dollar more more they'll fill it up
You can drink out of Lincoln's nose
They got the Hard Rock t-shirts, they got Elvis,too And sooner or later, mark my words
You know they're gonna get you

I've been searchin' for the promised land
But it's just another neon, come on roadside stand
Little tin toys that fall apart
That's all they got here
I come all this way to find my heart
All I get is souvenirs

Baby I believed in you,
I thought you believed in me
I thought we had a love that's true, not a close facsimile
Now I don't want your dimestore ring, turns my finger green
I don't want your dimestore love
I want the real thing

I've been searchin' for the promised land
But it's just another neon, come on roadside stand
Little tin toys that fall apart
That's all they got here
I come all this way to find my heart
All I get is souvenirs
I set out like Kerouac in my    American car   Carryin' a dream and a road map   Deep in my American heart   But where's those mountain majesties   Where's those waves of grain   Billboards from sea to shining sea man it ain't the same      They got Mount Rushmore on a cup   Everybody needs one of those   For a dollar more more they'll fill it up   You can drink out of Lincoln's nose   They got the Hard Rock t-shirts, they got Elvis,too And sooner or later, mark my words   You know they're gonna get you      I've been searchin' for the promised land   But it's just another neon, come on roadside stand   Little tin toys that fall apart   That's all they got here   I come all this way to find my heart   All I get is souvenirs      Baby I believed in you,   I thought you believed in me   I thought we had a love that's true, not a close facsimile   Now I don't want your dimestore ring, turns my finger green   I don't want your dimestore love   I want the real thing      I've been searchin' for the promised land   But it's just another neon, come on roadside stand   Little tin toys that fall apart   That's all they got here   I come all this way to find my heart   All I get is souvenirs