Låttexter: Lex Zaleta. American Dreams.

Don't need those designer labels,
Don't need fairy tales or fables,
No old hat that was Clark Gable's
To dress up my self-esteem.

I pledge allegiance to the flag,
Do my job well, try not to brag;
Carry my lunch in a brown bag,
Dream American dreams.
Dream American dreams.

The land of the free,
The home of the brave;
We breathe liberty
From birth to the grave.

No other kingdoms,
No foreign regimes
Have the same freedoms,
Dream American dreams.

Don't need a thirsty SUV,
Don't need a big college degree,
No clothes ten times bigger than me
To puff up my self-esteem.

I drive an old Geo Metro,
I don't need those tinted windows,
Go to church, sit in the front row,
Dream American dreams.
Dream American dreams.

The land of the free,

The home of the brave;
We breathe liberty
From birth to the grave.

No other kingdoms,
No foreign regimes
Have the same freedoms,
Dream American dreams.

Don't need a mansion on the hill,
Don't need drugs, artificial thrills,
No wallet stuffed full of big bills
To buy up some self-esteem.

I can do whatever I wish,
I can choose to bowl, golf, or fish,
What I start, I always finish.
Dream American dreams.
Dream American dreams.

The land of the free,
The home of the brave;
We breathe liberty
From birth to the grave.

No other kingdoms,
No foreign regimes
Have the same freedoms,
Dream American dreams.