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Almost ran over a man a few hours ago never saw him coming he moved so slow in his army jacket and VA wheelchair holding a sign up in the air the light turned green maybe if he stood I woulda seen him just over the hood but it's hard to stand with one leg gone he apologized then he moved along I turned left on 6 right on cherry lane where the paper mill she gets her name my daddy worked here and I did too learned what a decent wage could do lost track of all the for sale signs folks'll take a look but then decline 'cause they don't need paper from here no more get it cheaper down at the wal-mart store I don't think I can take it anymore Theater in town used to pack 'em in we'd hold rally's there when the boys would win I can hear the echoes driving past navigating through all the broken glass name your poison you can get it here we got entrepreneurs and auctioneers get your syringe at the five and dime Songtextefix yourself beneath the bush/cheney sign Used to be music coming outta the bars now it's broken heads and stolen cars old joe wasn't waiting for the wrecking ball he started the fire in the bathroom stall insurance fought him tooth and nail but he got his money before he went to jail now the drinks come with the pimps whores and the barkeep with the running sores I don't think I can take it anymore Kids with one eye open at the bus depot checking on the wall for someplace to go used to join the union now they join a gang oblivious to the harangue... that their mother hangs on the kitchen wall she can't be home as you may recall job number 2 starts at 5am and tomorrow she gets up and does it again Started stocking shelves for uncle sam that's sam walton for those who don't understand there's plenty of work to get 'round here hour's wage get you a six pack of beer there's an old man greeting people at the door served his country in the second world war takes so many pills...not sure what they're for says he won't accept a handout that's for sure I don't think I can take it anymore Heard the president talking 'bout the war somebody asked him what it was all for oil started running down his nose wiped it with the flag and the whole world froze next day all those with true beliefs starting carrying red white and blue handkerchiefs wiping their snot on the infidels alternating between prayer and the rebel yell Jesus may save but he's late getting here when their ain't nothing left at least the coast is clear it's not like we're very hard to find just follow the track 'till the end of the line red state blue state beggar man thief just sign right here and you can get relief another local boy died in your nice little war if all else fails I can join the corps I don't think I can take it anymore Aus Songtexte Mania