Your Country - U.S. Bombs

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

In the country, it ain’t no 'tis of thee

In the country, I’m proud to be ashamed

The sham of .69 geared up for riots against police

The country is rippin' at the seams

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

In the country, Woody Guthrie took the lumps

In the country, just a suitcase and a thump

Well if you practice what you preach I heard it makes you smile

The country boys are frowning all the while

Barbed wire bop!

Bomb shelters in the backyards, roller skatin' at the hop

Rebel!

Rebel Rock!

Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock

Rebel!

Rebel Rock!

Rebel!

Rebel Rock!

Young Rebel!

Rebel Rock!

Young Rebel!

(Yer Country!)

It won’t stop fuckin' me

(Yer Country!)

Will crush you with its feet

Country croning and moaning with a hymn

The country of regulations never fuckin' bend

Barbed wire bop!

Bomb shelters in the backyards, roller skatin' at the hop

Rebel!

Rebel Rock!

Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock!