American High

Machine Head

I was that kid sittin' over

in the corner,

smiling with a shit-eating

grin

And I was that kid smilin' in

the back of class

'cause I'm fryin' on mescaline

I was that kid drinkin' 40's

on the bleachers

getting drunk after school

Gettin' home too late,

fallin' on my face,

way too drunk to skate

and actin' a fool



I was that kid never doing

good at

nothing except for maybe

at P.E.

And I was that kid getting

bullied by the

filipinos rollin with ABT

Me and my friends reading

the satanic bible thinking

we should start a band

Cutting class to jam,

cutting class to jam

In my dad's garage we

learned to



Act a fool - don't need to

be cool

Pissed off too and

breaking the rules

Mama told me stay in

school

don't rock 'n roll

But this is my american

high



I was that kid that was

crank-calling

your girlfriend, couldn't

get a goddamn date

And I was that kid that was

getting hella busted for

pissin' on the bart train

I fuckin' hated school

except for hanging out

with my friends, the

outcast that was

startin' up a band

Fremont was the town,

California-bound,

bay area sound, taught me

to



Act a fool - don't need to

be cool

Pissed off too and

breaking the rules

Mama told me stay in

school

don't rock 'n roll

But this is my american

high



I'm that kid you tried to

punk in english class

Now I'm in a band and

you're kissing my...



Asteroids beat out homework

Slayer beat out Zeppelin

Not the sharpest noggin

that's why I'm in this band



And what you got against

me, I don't need a new job

What you got against me,

I'll get by on my own

Tellin' me I'm never getting

by from my songs

I love it when you'