We're American - Why should I deny it? What do you expect excuses for? All I want is just a little ketchup on my noodles To work much less, and get a whole lot more Chorus: Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It! Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It! Come On, Come On, Come On - Come Off It! Come On, Come On - We're American! So we eat fast food - we eat what we're told to I can see my conscience on T.V. Others think there may be principles that we should hold to But then we'd have to give up M.S.G.! (Chorus) I just want the right to want what I've been told to want I was never very good with clay Even those that make the rules Can turn their dreams of power upside down And see they're made in U.S.A. I can't hear a thing - not unless it's louder If it isn't faster I can't feel And I don't want anything unless I get it first On second thought, why can't we make a deal? (Chorus)