Anonymous
We're out of the eighties, so long ago.
But what to play? Spirit In The Night? Shit!
New Jersey rap? Where are my fans? Yuppies & bro's?!!
Tom Joad? Devils? Twentyone Shots? Just pick a hit!
No fucking way! Entertainment tonight!
Greensboro, wake up! War, soldiers are dying!
I'll play for you, but promise me to fight
The politicians blatantly lying.
One, two, three, four. Organ, bass, violin.
Uncle Sam don't draft those boys, it's a sin.
Back in the day-it's true, I'm not a liar-
More grease more hair, less bread, sleeping on the floor.
Simple we were, trying to start a fire.
All we wanted was to 'get in the door.'
Big deal, we made it, two thousand and five.
Stone Pony condos, road side bombs, God bless!
Oh Lord, can you please help me fight the 'jive.'
Lead these Tar Heels from George Bush's darkness.
Look at em sitting-BA, MA, please!
Why don't they listen? Can't they sit and think?
Born in the U.S.A.? That's just old cheese.
My country, my people, smell, smell the stink!
Reason to Believe? Point Blank? O.K. let's fight
Out of Iraq, dance, boogie, do what's right!
All my friends are dead; Roy, Hank, John, and dad.
They're here tonight, quiet now, please no noise.
I'm goanna play and sing, let's not be sad.
Here's a new song, listen, 'the border boys.'
Hustlers, hemis, hobos all that love.
Roulette wheel spinning, Johnny and Mary Lou
And the G8 talking, the 'man', the 'guv.'
Roy, Danny, Steve and Nils, I miss my 'crew.'
Maria and Jimmy, mom in the mud,
Rainey at home, Greensboro did you know?
Love, faith, and hope will save you from the crud.
Use your brains and sing out, put down the smoke, forget the blow.
Sing along, clap a little, remember,
The Boss loves you! Think, care, don't surrender.
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