American Life Lyrics - Sailing The Seas Of Cheese - Primus

In a town in southernmost Sicily 

Lived a family too proud to be poor 

In the year that fever took father away 

They hastened for American shores 

Now a mother and her son are standing in line 

It's a cold day on Ellis Isle 

And they look to the Statue of Liberty 

For the boy we have American life 

Ong is a Laotian refugee 

He works in the audio trade 

The smoke from flux is filling his lungs 

He's earning minimum wage 

Spending spare time down on 

San Pablo ave 

Once a week gets a woman for the night 

And he writes home tales of prosperity 

For the boy we have American life 

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Bob is an unemployed veteran 

Born and bred in the South Bronx 

He's living off the streets down in east L.A. 

Residing in a cardboard box 

Now he plays a little guit and he has a small dog 

Searching for aluminum cans 

And he hold on tight to his dignity 

He was born into American life 

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