American Gothic (Acoustic)

Cemetery kids on a midnight clear

Sayin', "Bloody Mary" in the bathroom mirror

Sneakin' Natty Lights down the stairs of the basement

Ain't much to do, but the nights what you make it

Runnin' down a dream on Stephen King and Kerouac

Children of the Corn, pink house, pink Cadillac

It's not just any patch of pitchfork dirt

Stop me if you've already heard the one about

Mellencamp, Springsteen, marijuana, 17

White frost, bean field, bonfire, kerosene

Red Bic lighter in a blue jean pocket

Lost in the land of American Gothic, yeah

Watchin' "Days Of Our Lives" on a secondhand couch

Nicotine-soaked wood panels of the house

Sugar-coated Wonder Bread tastes like candy

Black lipstick, first kiss in a Camry

Looks a little like, looks a little like

Mellencamp, Springsteen, marijuana, 17

White frost, bean field, bonfire, kerosene

Red Bic lighter in a blue jean pocket

Lost in the land of American Gothic, yeah

It's real-life livin', real-life livin'

It's real-life livin'

Goin' with the grain where the colors ain't fadin'

Real-life livin' in a real-life paintin'

That looks a little like, looks a little like

Mellencamp, Springsteen, marijuana, 17

Yeah, white frost, bean field, bonfire, kerosene

Red Bic lighter in a blue jean pocket

Lost in the land of American Gothic, yeah

Mellencamp, Springsteen, marijuana, 17

No plans, sun tan, laying on a trampoline

Red Bic lighter in a blue jean pocket

Lost in the land of American Gothic, yeah

Real-life livin', real-life livin'

Real-life, real-life livin'

In a real-life paintin'

Real-life livin', real-life livin'

Real-life livin', real-life livin'

In a real-life paintin'