American Suicide Lyrics - Screeching Weasel

Black asphalt rolling mile after mile 

Getting bruised in awe and honor 

Running out of things to say 

Machine chaos and custom fitted cancer 

Searching for an answer 

Suburban kiddies' fear 

When your pager reads 911 

American suicide is so much fun 

Lost passion along a tombstone landscape 

Cosmetic surgeon's out-take 

Retching on the floor 

Plastic pop stars and make believe romance 

Not even given a chance 

The joke's on everyone 

When your pager reads 911 

American suicide is so much fun