DanielDerryberry

Hey, that's country, my assWho do they think we am?Force-feed us that shitAin't you real tired of it?Tell 'em stick it up highWhere the sun don't shineGet pissed, an' get madTell 'em that's country, my assNow don't get me wrongTo each his own I believeBut they've took the soul out of what means a whole lot to me'Cause I can see hank and leftyThey're spinning around in their gravesAnd if they were here nowI think y'all know what they'd say, don't you?