[Verse 1] Mama said grace, Daddy passed the beans We bowed our heads like we bowed to kings Little league cap, flag on the fence God and country and common sense [Pre-Chorus] But the mail don’t come ‘round like it used to And the bank don’t smile when you lose, do they? [Chorus] I’m American as apple pie Born and raised where the eagles fly I work too much, I sleep too light I stand for freedom — I kneel at night I drive a Ford that barely runs Say “God bless” with a loaded gun If this is the dream, then tell me why— It feels like I’m just tryin’ not to die I’m American… as apple pie [Verse 2] High school rings and empty malls Bible verses on the bathroom walls We fight our wars from a TV chair With frozen meals and vacant stares [Pre-Chorus] And the preacher’s son just OD’d Friday Ain’t that the price of the modern highway? [Chorus] I’m American as apple pie Born and broke but I still try I vote red, I cry blue I toast the flag with discount booze I pray to God I make it through The rent’s gone up, the jobs fell through If this is freedom, pass it by— I’m working three and still can’t buy That sweet old slice of apple pie [Bridge] There's pride in pain and pain in pride We bleed and say we're fine inside But no one listens when we cry So we wave that flag and we lie, lie, lie [Final Chorus – stripped then explosive] I’m American as apple pie Too damn tired to question why Just sing along, don’t testify Keep your head low when bullets fly I drive a Ford that barely runs Sing “God bless” with a loaded gun If this is the dream, then let it die— And bury me in apple pie Yeah, bury me in apple pie
