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)










