Folded Flag

Alright, man Well, no no no More than anything in the world I'd like to sit right down with Georgia B Been some things the past few years going on been bothering me All ain’t well I'm mad as hell at my 11am day time tv But I'm in with the feeling that there’s one or two things CNN don't want us to see Well you find it absurd that the tone of my word is rich with animosity Oh there's a few white collar mother fuckers living up on Pennsylvania A V E You can kiss my ass as I raise my glass and toast it to the boys who fell So some top dollar big wig an owner of an oil rig can drop a fucking drill in a well They gonna say that I'm a communist, unpatriotic, dope smoking degenerate hippy Fuck them redneck, nepotistic, white trash mother fucker's home watching CMT Well commercial propaganda got the whole damn country thinking we're on God's home team Well they might control the whole damn world But they ain't gonna control me Well I served a little time myself but don’t get me wrong I ain’t trying to brag Lotta mommas like mine kissed their boy goodbye and in return, they got a folded flag It's the same old story, time after time "Oh god, how did he die?" "Well I’m sorry ma'am I don't give a damn about the where, the when or the why" They gonna say that I'm a communist, unpatriotic, dope smoking, degenerate hippy Fuck them redneck, white trash mother fucker’s sitting on their ass watching CMT Well commercial propaganda got the whole damn country thinking we're on God's home team Well they might control the whole damn world But they ain't gonna control me