(Velvet Revolver)
Freedom the naked power
Weakened by the ages
Raped but not forgotten
All its supple secrets

Gods and liberations
Those that try to use it
Are those that try to sheath it

Wide awake
Yes I am the American man yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man

Free men
Haunted by the music
Ghosts of generations
Beat the drums for freedom
Those who toiled and suffered
Now those they try to suffer

Wide awake
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man

Where to begin
Bred to win
Where do I go
The soul worn off my skin
So...
I cut out the hole
In my soul I know is
You

So are we ready
Ready to lose
I know I feel, feel, feel

Inside the walls
The iron walls protect the souls
Of my old boots

Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man