Joy

Creo que Young Americans es un poco triste. Una chica encuentra que su sueño americano ha sido destruido en unos instantes.

They pulled in just behind the bridge
He lays her down, he frowns
"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?"
He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything.

Es extraño como la gente de otros países está muy contenta de venir a Estados Unidos, se les hace lo máximo, yo no creo que lo sea. Lo cual me hace pensar que en sus países viven realmente mal.

Have you been an un-American?
Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
In case, just in case of depression
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her heart's been broken just like you have.