Who needs mirrors to find out who they really are
 
 When you can read it in the black and white pages of magazines?
 
 And you can dial hotlines to guess who your new lover will be...
 
 Is that everything you need?
 
 Are you a paper bag floating in between
 
 billboards and painted skies staring at sky scraper headlines through blooshot eyes?
 
 You've got that house you thought you should build Paid for by the job you hate.
 
 Which your father said that you should get
 
 "Stop wasting away here I've got big plans for you kid"
 
 In a few years time you'll retire and you will admire all of the grass growth
 
 But pretty soon you can't afford the bills
 
 The walls are closing in on you and you will just float on but you say...
 
  
  "I don't need to smile when somebody can do it better than me - that's your dream"
  
 
 I can follow you over bridges and turning wheels
 
 I can place my stake in the all amrican dream
 
 Maybe when i get a litle older
 
 and get a little wiser I can write this out for you
 
 And you can hang it on the walls next to the photos of the people that you love but will never meet -
 
 but i can mold myself into anything
  
 
 I'm mr new york - that's my dream
 
 I'm mr indestructable
 
 I am that light outside your window when your trying to get to sleep
 
 I am that memory that you shut out but can't defeat because I've got everything I need
  
 
 So you can keep your towers but I'm gonna keep writing my poetry
 
 Which no-one reads and no-one seems to bother me when I'm at home alone anymore
 
 Pretty soon i'll be the kid in every magazine
 
 without trying by grinding myself to the bone
 
 Then you'll all apear out of the walls and out of the pavements and say
 
 "I saw him once walking alone"
 
 Soon i'll fade from your memories and you'll go back to your t.v screens and burn yourselves away
  
 
 But I say "I'm Mrs American
 
 I'm the books you read and I'm the out of beat
 
 song that you never could dance to
 
 I'm that girl you kissed, the second chance you missed but have never forgotten
 
 I was in the car you drove...outside with the radio when you were singing and thought nobody could here you
 
 I'm the star you almost hit, I really think you are losing it, I really think that your losing it, so I'm gonna be a part of this"