Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade Back in the USA for a small town serenade With fireworks on display Tonight, it's a hero's welcome home And there's no place to go And I'm taking it to the

Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head. Well, I was born on a Sunday; on Thursday I had me a job. I was born on a Sunday; by Thursday I was workin' out on the job. I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong. And poppa threw

I'll be fine I'll be fine, fine, fine If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine 'Cause when it all falls down, then whatever When it don't work out for the better When it all falls down, when it all falls down

Slowly you fade Slowly it fades Many tribes of a modern kind, Doing brand new work, same spirit by side, Joining hearts and hand and ancestral twine, ancestral twine Give it time and wonder why Do what we can laugh an we cry And we sleep in your dust

We don't mess around We don't tie you up Just to let you down Don't girls like us make the world go round and round? I've never been a stranger to working hard But I've been known to play You won't likely find me letting down my guard But I'll get drunk

But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't have regrets Don't think it don't get to me Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey Don't think I don't wonder 'bout Could've been, should've been all worked out I know what I felt, and I

Buy me a rose, call me from work Open a door for me, what would it hurt Show me you love me by the look in your eyes These are the little things I need the most in my life He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants A three car garage, her own

We no know how we and dem a-go work it out We no know how we and dem a-go work this out (we no know) We no know how we and dem a-go work this out, oy But someone will 'ave to pay For the innocent blood That they shed every day Oh, children, mark my word

She knows how to work them cut off things She knows how to get me to do about anything How to bat those eyes, swing them hips, how to rock that cherry red lipstick She knows I can't say no It's seven a.m. baby Trying to catch up on a little sleep Its way

You know we're just working on it We're working on it, working on it No leaderboard keeping score Long as you woke up this morning And see you're working on it It might be taking forever, but it's better than never Everybody got ugly, ugly I'm like, oh