American Music Club Lyrics

The things you love don't give us too much hope
When you've lost your appetite and you're sick and tired
Maybe what you need is some food for your eyes
To make them rise

Don't tell me how to tell the truth
You're like a store that only sells guns and knives
Tell me how to make something beautiful
Flash before your eyes
Let them make you rise

It only costs a buck for three tries
Though money never buys enough of anything
And I'm a moving target trying to shake some lead
From your eyes
Let them make you rise

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BILLY THORPE

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Ben K

Thank you for taking the time to upload this!

jon nuanez

This song was a staple of my rotation in the early 90s. I'm glad I was reminded of it from a Wiki page on "1991 releases".

Melissa Dana

Thank you so much for posting this! It is so wrong that this has so few views and so few likes.

Becky Traster

I AGREE! I was 12 when this record came out. My mom was a HUGE fan and we bonded over this video after it showing on 120! I know for me, this record means SO much

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