So American Portugal The Man Lyrics

So American Portugal The Man Lyrics. so american olivia rodrigo nel 2024 Canzoni, Film, Celebrità If pain was a color to paint on you Your heart would be the color blue Be a painting, hung. [Chorus] They said, every one of you will never try to lend a hand When the policemen don't understand Boys, all you boys, you think it's so American Girls, all you girls, yeah, you're so American.

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So Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? They said Every one of you will never try to lend a hand When the police men don't understand So American Lyrics & Meanings: if pain was a color to paint on you / your heart would be the color blue / it would be a gradient from there till your body met your hair / which remained a silver hue / you are the one they call jesus christ / didn't know no rock n roll / just a mission and a gun to paint rainbows in vietnam / and a heart that always told you there's a madness in us all / there.

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Be a painting, hung up there til your body met your head So Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? They said Every one of you will never try to lend a hand When the police men don't understand He may not be born of this land But he was born of this world

Portugal. The Man best songs · discography · lyrics. So Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules? They said Every one of you will never try to lend a hand When the police men don't understand [Chorus] They said, every one of you will never try to lend a hand When the policemen don't understand Boys, all you boys, you think it's so American Girls, all you girls, yeah, you're so American.

Portugal The Man Feel it still Lyrics YouTube. Audio used in this video is owned entirely by its copyright holders The Man's 'So American' is more than just a melody to nod along to; it's a rich tapestry of cultural critique knitted with the yarn of national identity