1776

a cynical celebration of this fine land

Man, this world is wearing me down

all the hustle and bustle never anytime for me

I give it all everyday, but who's there when I lie awake

wondering if time could stop for just a while

a broke down ship in the sea of denial

we went from incense and peppermints

to bong hits and political excrement

do I give a s**t, if Adam marries Steve

not in the least, that's his life to lead

Oh man, the country is going down the drain

Only because you let it, dumbass, you be the change

every November your voice can be heard

who knows what beautiful disasters may occur

if they taught the constitution, and our laws in the schools

wait, that would be education, that s**t aint cool

I see this social rampage of who did it and why

fingers pointing everywhere, even the sky

congressional strikes, with economic recess

bet they got paid, handsomely no less

the country's in trouble, and you search for blame

it's over now, get back in the game

Do what you're paid for, and make laws that count

money in my pocket, not for bailouts

we pay for your help in these times of need

not for your lifestyle and insatiable greed

I really dont care what goes on in your home

by while you're at work, leave mine the f**k alone

so there that is, all neat and arranged

such is my life, chaotic and strange

I know you wont listen to little old me

so come November, a replacement I seek

A voice in the darkness with something to say

that lights the fireworks, on Independence Day

Man, this world is wearing me down

all the hustle and bustle never anytime for me

I give it all everyday, that's how I can sleep