作词 : Gene McDaniels
作曲 : Gene McDaniels
Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin` on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
that is hangin` up the God-damn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin` hogs
Twisted children killin` frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin` logs
Tired old ladies kissin` dogs
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt I can`t stand it
Try to make it real compared to what
The President, he`s got his war
Folks don`t know just what it`s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We`re chicken-feathers, all without one gut God damn it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what Sock it to me, now
Church on Sunday, sleep and nod
Tryin` to duck the wrath of God
Preacher`s fillin` us with fright
Tryin` to tell us what he thinks is right
He really got to be some kind of nut I can`t use it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Where`s that bee and where`s that honey
Where`s my God and where`s my money
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol` young King Tut He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what
🎵
LRC歌词版本
作词 : Gene McDaniels
作曲 : Gene McDaniels
Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin` on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
that is hangin` up the God-damn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin` hogs
Twisted children killin` frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin` logs
Tired old ladies kissin` dogs
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt I can`t stand it
Try to make it real compared to what
The President, he`s got his war
Folks don`t know just what it`s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We`re chicken-feathers, all without one gut God damn it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what Sock it to me, now
Church on Sunday, sleep and nod
Tryin` to duck the wrath of God
Preacher`s fillin` us with fright
Tryin` to tell us what he thinks is right
He really got to be some kind of nut I can`t use it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Where`s that bee and where`s that honey
Where`s my God and where`s my money
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol` young King Tut He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what
📝
纯歌词版本
作词 : Gene McDaniels
作曲 : Gene McDaniels
Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin` on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
that is hangin` up the God-damn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin` hogs
Twisted children killin` frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin` logs
Tired old ladies kissin` dogs
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt I can`t stand it
Try to make it real compared to what
The President, he`s got his war
Folks don`t know just what it`s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We`re chicken-feathers, all without one gut God damn it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what Sock it to me, now
Church on Sunday, sleep and nod
Tryin` to duck the wrath of God
Preacher`s fillin` us with fright
Tryin` to tell us what he thinks is right
He really got to be some kind of nut I can`t use it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Where`s that bee and where`s that honey
Where`s my God and where`s my money
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol` young King Tut He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what
🎵
LRC歌词版本
作词 : Gene McDaniels
作曲 : Gene McDaniels
Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin` on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
that is hangin` up the God-damn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Slaughterhouse is killin` hogs
Twisted children killin` frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin` logs
Tired old ladies kissin` dogs
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt I can`t stand it
Try to make it real compared to what
The President, he`s got his war
Folks don`t know just what it`s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We`re chicken-feathers, all without one gut God damn it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what Sock it to me, now
Church on Sunday, sleep and nod
Tryin` to duck the wrath of God
Preacher`s fillin` us with fright
Tryin` to tell us what he thinks is right
He really got to be some kind of nut I can`t use it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
Where`s that bee and where`s that honey
Where`s my God and where`s my money
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol` young King Tut He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what