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