I love the lie and lie the loveA-Hangin' on, with push and shovePossession is the motivationthat is hangin' up the God-damn nationLooks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!)Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? C'mon baby!
Slaughterhouse is killin' hogsTwisted children killin' frogsPoor dumb rednecks rollin' logsTired old lady kissin' dogsI hate the human love of that stinking mutt (I can't use it!)Try to make it real, compared to what? C'mon baby now!
The President, he's got his warFolks don't know just what it's forNobody gives us rhyme or reasonHave one doubt, they call it treasonWe're chicken-feathers, all without one nut. God damn it!Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? (Sock it to me)
Church on Sunday, sleep and nodTryin' to duck the wrath of GodPreacher's fillin' us with frightThey all tryin' to teach us what they think is rightThey 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 distortionUnwed mothers need abortionKind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut (He did it now)Tried to make it real, compared to what?!
Tryin' to make it real, compared to what?
Donald Dean, Leroy Vinnegar, Benny Bailey, Eddie Harris
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