I can't make change for your pink twenties baby The buck stops here, right, that's what you said And I hold you tight and I can feel you coming The cage is spinning but the hamster's dead But you're looking better all the time With an empty grin and an empty mind And I'm okay with everything you say to me baby And I fly in circles and I flap my arms Like the rest of the pigeons in the Notre Dame And I hold my fire lest I get it wrong 'Til somebody tells me what side I'm on But you're looking smarter all the time Baby medicine for my angry mind And I'm okay with everything you say Are you my golden American And I'm beyond caring what state you're in Who you sleep with or call as friends You're my golden American And I'm okay; you wave your pride that way And I'm okay; you raise your flag that way And I'm okay; you shake your ass that way child You split me open like a melon rind You scrape me clean, make your home inside And all my pride I shall, abdicate I shall Wash your kitty child and lick your plates But I like you better when you're in control Baby eat my body, baby eat my soul And I'm okay with everything you say Are you my golden American Your vacancy sign still reels me in Low maintenance is how I choose my friends You're my golden American Are you my golden American My television, my let's pretend My good guys get the girl in the end You're my golden American You're my golden American You're my golden American