You can be anything you want, we give that to you
you can squander your money, or get filthy rich too
(though the poorest can be President, he is equal to you),
but before it all, friend, you’re an American too.

You can walk into danger and shrug off alarm
you can use, if you want, your right to bear arms
you can say God is everything or deny he exists too;
you can be anything you want, we give that to you.

You can starve in your millions or eat nought but cake
you can drink to St Patrick and tour drunk, state to state.
Green beer if you choose it, Irish jigs, all for you
but before it all, friend, you’re an American too.

You can extend hands of friendship to an unclenched fist
and vote for a change to dodge financial abyss.
You can be anything you want, we give that to you
but before it all, friend, you’re an American too.

A thousand builders, a million cars
built with beauty from bricks and sand
Welcome to my city

Multi coloured with a hundred tongues
we’re criticized but we’re so much more and -
it’s not just about the concrete cows

We vault the heights of consumer fashion
our citizens set trends, you shop to drop
Welcome to my city

Our h’s and v’s, our transport passion;
beware the roundabouts coz we don’t stop!
It’s not just about the concrete cows

So leave the grids and see our parks
our canals, our lakes, our open space
Welcome to my city -
It’s not just about the concrete cows.