Folded Flag
More than anything in the world
I’d like to sit right down with Georgie B.
Been some things the past few years going on
Been bothering me.
All ain’t well, I’m mad as hell
At 9/11, death-time TV
But I’m reeling with the feeling 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
‘cause a few white collar motherfuckers
Living up on Pennsylvania A.V.E.
You can kiss my ass as I raise my glass
And toast it to the boys that fell
So some top dollar big wig, owner of an oil rig
Can drop a fucking drill in a well.
They’re gonna say that I’m a Communist,
Unpatriotic, dope-smoking, degenerate hippie.
fuck them redneck, nepotistic, white trash motherfuckers
Home watching CMT.
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 good-bye
And in return they got a folded flag.
It’s the same old story time after time
“Oh God, how did he die?”
“Well sorry, Ma’am, we don’t give a damn
About the way, or the when, or the why.”
They’re gonna say that I’m a Communist,
Unpatriotic, dope-smoking, degenerate hippie.
fuck them redneck, white trash motherfuckers
Sitting on their ass watching CMT.
Well commercial propaganda got the whole damn country
Thinking we’re on God’s home team.
Hell they might control whole damn world
But they ain’t gonna control me.
Hell they might control whole damn world
But they ain’t gonna control me.
I’d like to sit right down with Georgie B.
Been some things the past few years going on
Been bothering me.
All ain’t well, I’m mad as hell
At 9/11, death-time TV
But I’m reeling with the feeling 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
‘cause a few white collar motherfuckers
Living up on Pennsylvania A.V.E.
You can kiss my ass as I raise my glass
And toast it to the boys that fell
So some top dollar big wig, owner of an oil rig
Can drop a fucking drill in a well.
They’re gonna say that I’m a Communist,
Unpatriotic, dope-smoking, degenerate hippie.
fuck them redneck, nepotistic, white trash motherfuckers
Home watching CMT.
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 good-bye
And in return they got a folded flag.
It’s the same old story time after time
“Oh God, how did he die?”
“Well sorry, Ma’am, we don’t give a damn
About the way, or the when, or the why.”
They’re gonna say that I’m a Communist,
Unpatriotic, dope-smoking, degenerate hippie.
fuck them redneck, white trash motherfuckers
Sitting on their ass watching CMT.
Well commercial propaganda got the whole damn country
Thinking we’re on God’s home team.
Hell they might control whole damn world
But they ain’t gonna control me.
Hell they might control whole damn world
But they ain’t gonna control me.
