I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m on this stage
To act the sage
And find out if I am well
I’m on this stage
To act the sage
And try and cast a spell
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
A hypnotizing illusion
That rids our confusion
Lets us be together
Truly stand with one another
Join together with the music
Be the one and lose it
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m on this stage
To act the sage
Full of rage
Afraid of what I’ll do
If I can’t get through to you
All we have is each other
All we have is each other
All we have is each other
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of americans (mericans)
I’m afraid of myself
I want the courage to stand by your side
And let you inside
I do not fear what you’ll do
But I don’t know what you’ll find
That’s the thrill
That’s the fear
I’ll just be me
You just be you
See what we see
Feel what we feel
What your gaze will tell me…
*If I do it again, I’ll experiment with a bit more rage. Or perhaps a folk take, just a few chords and talking.