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American Hi-Fi
American Hi-Fi


Background information
Origin Los Angeles, California, U.S.
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Pop punk
Punk Rock
Power pop
Years active 1998—present
Label(s) Island Records
Maverick Records
RED Distribution
Website Website
Members
Stacy Jones
Jamie Arentzen
Drew Parsons
Brian Nolan
Former members
Jason Sutter



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American Hi-Fi Album


The Art Of Losing (02/24/2003)
02/24/2003
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A Bigger Mood (live; UK bonus track)
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Hi-Fi Killer (live; UK bonus track)
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When The Breeders Were Big (Japan bonus track)
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Last call now I'm outta time 
And I don't got no valentine 
Singled out, now I stand alone 
The underdog in a modern world 
Suburbia is hot tonight 
But nothing seems to feel alright 
I don't want your sympathy 
I just need a little therapy 
At least that's what they say to me 

Hey ho let's go 
I'm gonna start a riot 
You don't wanna fight it 
One two fuck you 
Don't tell me what to do 
I don't wanna be like you 
Can't you see it's killing me 
I'm my own worst enemy 
Knock me down I'll keep on moving 
It's the art of losing 

Fit the mold and do what you're told 
Get a job and start growing old 
9 to 5 can make your dreams come true 
But I don't wanna be like you 
I'm not cool and I'll never be 
I break the rules and I guarantee 
I don't want your sympathy 
I just need a little therapy 
At least that's what they say to me 

Hey ho let's go 
I'm gonna start a riot 
You don't wanna fight it 
One two fuck you 
Don't tell me what to do 
I don't wanna be like you 
Can't you see it's killing me 
I'm my own worst enemy 
Knock me down I'll keep on moving 
It's the art of losing 

You call me a loser 
Say I'm just a user 
But I'll just keep on moving 
Cause that's the art of losing 

Hey ho let's go 
I'm gonna start a riot 
You don't wanna fight it 
One two fuck you 
Don't tell me what to do 
I don't wanna be like you 
Can't you see it's killing me 
I'm my own worst enemy 
Knock me down I'll keep on moving 
It's the art of losing 

Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing) 
Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing) 

We're the kids 
We're the kids 
We're the kids in America 
We're the kids 
We're the kids 

. . .



I can’t believe I hung around with you
All this time
You drove me crazy with your ocd 
Girl your out of your mind
I’m counting on ufo’s to beam me up
I just don’t know
How long I can take this shit
I’m over it girl you gotta go

It’s over were over
Just like in crimson and clover
Were sinking and I’m thinking
How the hell did we get so stupid
It’s the end ex girlfriend
I don’t care what you think of me now
So long your gone
This is the break up song

One more thing before you go
Would you please give me my records back
My bloody valentine, the pixies, cheap trick and back in black
You can keep the dog we bought
But you can’t go near the standard bar
Don’t hang around 
Don’t call my friends 
They wont know who you are

Its over we’re over
Just like in crimson and clover
Were sinking and I’m thinking
How the hell did we get so stupid
It’s the end ex girlfriend
I don’t care what you think of me now
So long your gone
This is the break up song

So long your gone
This is the break up song

Its over we’re over
Just like in crimson and clover
Were sinking and I’m thinking
How the hell did we get so stupid
It’s the end ex girlfriend
I don’t care what you think of me now
So long your gone
This is the break up song

So long your gone
This is the break up song [x3]


. . .



I'll make you a five star enemy 
I've taken a fall, would you like a see? 
Choke it down, would a sound run away from me? 
Keep on laughing, girl do you see me? 

Break it down now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
Right about now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
I'll fuck it up again 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
We keep falling in love 
What a beautiful disaster 
What a beautiful disaster 

Connect my skull to the socket 
Burn baby, burn it like a rocket 
Can't sell this well, can you buy it? 
Think skin now, don't you wanna try it? 

Break it down now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
Right about now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
I'll fuck it up again 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
We keep falling in love 
What a beautiful disaster 
What a beautiful disaster 

Connect my skull to the socket 
Burn baby, burn it like a rocket 
Choke it down, would a sound run away from me? 
Keep on laughing, girl do you see me? 

(Break it down now 
Break it down now) 
Break it down now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
Right about now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
I'll fuck it up again 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
We keep falling in love 
We keep falling in love 
Break it down now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
Right about now 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
I'll fuck it up again 
(Whatcha want anyway?) 
We keep falling in love 
What a beautiful disaster 
What a beautiful disaster 
What a beautiful disaster 

. . .



I’ve been so low
Yeah I’ve been so strung out
Can you picture this 
I’ll take something
It’s better than nothing, anything
That you’ve go to give

I can’t let go
I don’t want you to know
I’ve been down so long 
Could you save me 
I’ll fight my way
Just to hear you say
If I go up in flames
Could you save me

The more you whisper 
The words keep stinging in my ear
We’re never gonna be the same
Sunshine fading and black sheets
Raining down on me
They cover up everything

I can’t let go
I don’t want you to know
I’ve been down so long 
Could you save me 
I’ll fight my way
Just to hear you say
If I go up in flames
Could you save me

I’ve been so selfish
I get so high 
Don’t wanna come down

I’ve been so low
Yeah I’ve been so strung out
Can you picture this

I can’t let go
I don’t want you to know
I’ve been down so long 
Could you save me 
I’ll fight my way
Just to hear you say
If I go up in flames
Could you save me

Yeah could you save me 

. . .



Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues
Microphone check this rhyme
Pancho villa was a friend of mine
I get fucked up holla back y’all
And I kick it like Jackie Chan
With my kung fu style
I’ll get rid of you in a while (yeah)
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I’m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I’m moving on
You wrecked it all
There’s nothing left to lose
Except for you
Hell yeah

Get my teenage kicks
Pull in down boards like rodman
All the lipstick chicks sing
Na na na na na na
I get fucked up holla back y’all
And I rock it like Jackson Browne
Let me tell ya right now what
I like strippers better anyhow
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I’m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I’m moving on
You wrecked it all
There’s nothing left to lose
Except for you
There’ nothing left to lose except for you

Go

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C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C’mon c’mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I’m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I’m moving on
You wrecked it all
There’s nothing left to lose
Except for you

Now that you gone I’m moving on
You wrecked it all
There’s nothing left to lose
Except for you

There’s nothing left to lose

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I want it all
No matter what thought you heard me say
No matter what you know you can’t escape today
………
So what if you don’t like me 
I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like me
I can change my lock 
It seems that I’m rotten to the core

Forget about tomorrow
You and me we’re going down in sorrow
Youth of the nation going nowhere
Station to station
Teenage alien nation (woah)
Teenage alien nation (yeah)

It’s all wrong
I guess that some of us have come and gone
I guess we kinda shudda known it all along
Never going anywhere
Sometimes you gotta pick it up and roll the dice
Your looking back and you don’t think twice
Bout feeling lonely everyday

Forget about tomorrow
You and me we’re going down in sorrow
Youth of the nation going nowhere
Station to station [x3]

. . .



I don’t know what I can take
Can you feel the pressure break 
I’ve been getting by on nothing
How long so long
Feeling like I lost my vision
Transmission full of dead ambition
Kinda sorta gotta get it together
I can’t wait forever

Rise out of the atmosphere
I gotta disappear
I gotta get out of here
You got the best of me
Rise up and outta here
Into the stratosphere
I gotta get out of here 
You got the best of me

I could never be that clever
Even though it’s now or never
Counting down the seconds till it blows
4 3 2 1
Disappear without a trace 
Could I be in outer space
Staring at the sun till I get how high so high

Rise out of the atmosphere
I gotta disappear
I gotta get out of here
You got the best of me
Rise up and outta here
Into the stratosphere
I gotta get out of here 
You got the best of me

Did I break down
Can we slow down
I wanna get out
I don’t wanna be so bored

Rise out of the atmosphere
I gotta disappear
I gotta get out of here
You got the best of me
Rise up and outta here
Into the stratosphere
I gotta get out of here 
You got the best of me


. . .



Empty hearts can fill an empty room
Because of you 
The sky above remains clear and blue
It’s nothing new
The radio keeps playing static or your favourite songs
And why does everyone keep on bringing me back to you

And this is the sound of the broken down
And this is the last train home…….the underground
And this is the fall don’t catch me if I fall
Just catch me when I fall back to the ground

Lightening crashes all around me now 
I hear its sound
Broken down wings can carry us to where the people stare
Fall asleep against the windowpane
Outside the rain covers everyone
Now we’re never gonna see the sun

And this is the sound of the broken down
And this is the last train home…….the underground
And this is the fall don’t catch me if I fall
Just catch me when I fall
Don’t catch me if I fall back to the ground

And if you wanted to stay I’ll have you any day
And if you wanted to stay I’ll have you any way

And this is the sound of the broken down
And this is the last train home…….the underground
And this is the fall don’t catch me if I fall
Just catch me when I fall back to the ground

And this is the sound [x2]

And this is the fall don’t catch me if I fall
Just catch me when I fall

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She caught the gold rush
I could never get enough
She’s been in magazines
What a little beauty queen
She’ll stay a stick around a while
With such a winning smile
She could be in black and white
I’m colour blind I’ll make it right

Her head keeps spinning round
I’m in over my head
There’s an art to falling down

Hey hey I got a message for ya
You’re gonna blow it girl
Stuck in your little world
Fight fight till we get it right
I got you right where I want you

She caught the goldrush
I must of lost my touch
She’s on the movie screen 
Acting like a rocket queen

She’ll so the long mile
With such a winning smile
Break it down forever 
I don’t want her anyhow

Her head keeps spinning round
I’m in over my head
There’s an art to falling down

Hey hey I got a message for ya
You’re gonna blow it girl
Stuck in your little world
Fight fight till we get it right
I got you right where I want you

Golden girl
She’s just a golden girl
My little rocket queen 
On the movie screen

Hey hey I got a message for ya
You’re gonna blow it girl
Stuck in your little world
Fight fight till we get it right
I got you right where I want you

Hey hey I got a message for ya
You’re gonna blow it girl
Stuck in your little world
Fight fight till we get it right

. . .



She’s on fire like a rocket spinning out of control
Try to stop her but you just don’t know
How to keep it inside
Can you keep on turning out 
I’ll wait for my turn
Same old story coz you never learn
Gotta make it in time 

She don’t know what she does to me 
The girl got soul and rhythm in between
I crash and burn like every other time
She’s my little rock n roll queen
I got a girl like that 
My baby’s built for speed

Shoot to kill built to spill
Got a mind take your pills
But your never gonna get to what thrills
All of us inside
Can you put the pedal to the metal this time
You gotta want it like I want it alright 
We gotta start tonight

She don’t know what she does to me 
The girl got soul and rhythm in between
I crash and burn like every other time
She’s my little rock n roll queen
I got a girl like that 
My baby’s built for speed

She’s on fire like a rocket spinning out of control
Try to stop her but you just don’tknow
How to keep it inside

She don’t know what she does to me 
The girl got soul and rhythm in between
I crash and burn like every other time
She’s my little rock n roll queen
I got a girl like that 
My baby’s built for speed

I got a girl like that 
My baby’s built for speed


. . .



I see you in a daydream
Turn it on now make a big scene
You kiss you kiss when you want something
Fake a smile now
You got it all

And that oughta get you nowhere
What you say to me
I know how to stay outta focus

Keep your head down till the bitter end
Make believe that you my best friend
You trade passion for fashion
Nothings cool like when we were cool

And that oughta get you nowhere
What you say to me
I know how to stay outta focus

You fall through to cracks of the city street
You can’t see straight
You can’t see straight

I see you in a daydream
Turn it on now make a big scene
It makes you happy
It makes you happy
It makes you happy
It makes you happy

And that oughta get you nowhere
What you say to me
I know how to stay outta focus

And that oughta get you nowhere
What you say to me
You fall through to cracks of the city street
You can’t see straight
You can’t see straight

. . .



I need a bigger mood
to block out the sun
I don't wanna see what I've become
and you could fight your way
give back what you really want
it's nothing special anyway 

chorus:
yeah you're always in my way
I'm falling faster everyday
yeah you're always in my way
I gotta spit you out
you bring me down
everything just crashes to the ground
cause you were always in my way 

I can feel a brake
a bruise from another day
it's hard to say just what I feel
it all seems broken now
when I'm stuck on the in between
staring at something out of reach 

repeat chorus 

go! 

yeah you're always in my way
yeah you're always in my way
you bring me down
everything just crashes to the ground
cause you were always in my way
cause you were always in my way
cause you were always in my way

. . .



I wanna turn you on again
turn you around and maybe then tune you out
I don't know how to make it real
what ever you want it's not big deal
change my tone 

chorus:
I gotta disappear
don't wanna hear that sound on the radio
yeah we could all hum along
cause it's the same old song 

I don't know how to make it stop
(go left to the dial) to really rock
but I'm not sure yeah
I'll kick it over anyway
it's cool but your starting to decay
it's in your face 

repeat chorus 

you could watch me come undone
you could watch me come undone
yeah you
you could watch me come undone
(two) freak you
you could hum along, you could hum along
you could hum along, you could hum along 

I wanna turn you on again
turn you around and maybe then 

repeat chorus 

I gotta disappear
don't wanna hear that sound on the radio
yeah we could all hum along
yeah we could hum along

. . .


Do you remember when the radio would play our favorite songs
and we would sing along, got some records of 'Super Chunk And Hum'.
Knew it all along. We never get along.
I gotta try get you off mind but it never works every other time,
I heard canon ball it brings me back to you on my stereo.
Let cross some 'Sonic Youth'

To back the sound and what we dig,
make it like when 'The Breeders' were big,
everyone would sing along, sing along our favorite songs

I got a picture of a photograph of you,
riding in my car playing 'Big Star'
it's never growing old blasted mellow cold.
Knew it all along we love the 'Sweater Song'

To back the sound and what we dig,
make it like when 'The Breeders' were big,
everyone would sing along, sing along our favorite songs

To back the sound and what we dig,
make it like when 'The Breeders' were big,
everyone would sing along, sing along our favorite songs

To back the sound and what we dig,
make it like when 'The Breeders' were big,
everyone would sing along, sing along our favorite songs...

Sing along
Sing along
Sing along
Sing along...

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