I wanna ride on a love rocket
Mmm, till the ocean looks like a teaspoonful
I want an unloaded gun and cock it
Till the look on your face tells me I'm not dull

I wanna hide away on another planet,
where no one can phone in my grief
Ahhh my daily dose of physical beauty,
my american beauty

Tell me do you tire of television
Predicting what you'll wear next year
Tell me do you tire of American beauty
Telling you what to feel in here

I'm tired of ridin on a roller coaster, I keep fallin off the track
It wouldn't matter if it wasn't so far, just to get a little back
Sometimes I leave the earth and then I'm happy
and then I run out of fuel
Fallin down I relive the same mistakes, in my American beauty

Tell me do you tire of population
Predicting what you'll hear next year
Tell me do you tire of American beauty
Telling you what to feel in here

They have control, they have control, they have control
Tell me who the fuck are they

Tell me do you tire of television
Predicting what you'll wear next year
Tell me do you tire of American beauty
Telling you what to feel in here

Tell me do you tire of population
Predicting what you'll hear next year
Tell me do you tire of American beauty
Telling you what to feel in here

They have control, they have control, they have control
Tell me who the fuck are they