Lyrics:
the women, salute, salute
Sisters we are everywhere
Warriors, your country needs you
If you ready ladies, better keep steady
Ready, aim, shoot it
Don't
leave the country
Above the law, under obbo
I know pain, I know sorrow
I know empty, I know hollow
I just flew my Gs out to Amsterdam
And I told them
me
We talk to each other in a friendship way
Then outta nowhere you tell me to break
Outta the country and into more country
Past Dyesburg
the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my home
White supremacy is our country's
Panther
Don't let Donald Trump win, that nigga cancer
He too rich, he ain't got the answers
He can't make decisions for this country, he gon' crash us
a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny
Country bred, country raised, and intelligent
Rose bud lifestyle and yours is petal-less
The hand of God and mine you shouldn't mettle with
My reign is
I'd like to say
A few words
In defense of our country
Whose people aren't bad
Nor are they mean
Now, the leaders we have
While they're
Over a million dollars a day
But it's worth it all, don't you see?
If you loose the country you'll still have me
Me and Syngman Rhee, Chiang Kai-shek,
kiss is all I need
It can't take me for a ride in the country
Or walkin' in the rain
Money never feels any joy
Honey it sure don't feel any pain
I
Who might know of this
The notes we left
Our final thoughts
And we knew they'd get ours out
Sink
Sink
Drowned by our country
Old machine,
a hurricane or a Texas tornado
Yeah, it did...
And they called us rockabillies
Long before they called it rock 'n' roll
We took a little country music
Put some
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
hear somewhere you stopped
Flyin' into that part of the country
You can think of somethin' can't ya,
Just talk me out of Tampa
Between that first
Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love
Don't fence me in
This fucking country's lost its grip
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine
It's
Wish you were here
Me, oh, my country man,
Wish you were here
I wish you were here
Don't you know, the snow is getting colder,
And I miss you
was a skater
The ice was her second home
The country's finest
Everyone could see
She had a plan
To break across the border
Instead of waiting
there, and they were, oh, so many to know
Country dates and fans who wait for hours it's strange
I don't even remember a name, patiently they wait
Repeat (UK)
London, England, consider yourselves warned
Repeat after me
Fuck queen and country
Repeat after me
Death sentence heritage
Repeat
come out of New York
And ya body in the Salt Lake out in Utah
So you are feel good, leave the country
And then all you are, Spain, baggage claim
White people are so scared of black people
They bulldoze out to the country
And put up houses on little loop-dee-loop streets
And while america
in the dance
How many eyes
Through how many tears
Saw the promised land
When they saw you for how many years
This country's got so big
We
Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road
I heard your song, crow, for the first time
Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low
Made me
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