The shirt that I wear was made in a factory where children are locked in and they are not allowed to leave and though you may not know it, and though it's hard to see I've got blood on my hands The food that I eat is a product of cruelty sacrificing souls for a quick bite to eat and I'll compromise my morals cuz I'm hungry and it's cheap I've got blood on my hands The car that I drive it runs on gasoline while the Earth is drained of the things that it needs to fulfill a corporate mission statement of greed I've got blood on my hands I've got blood on my hands I've got blood on my hands I might be feeling fine, out of sight out of mind but I've got blood on my hands The vote that you cast is a vote in support of corrupt old bureaucrats who send young folks to war and you see the bombs on TV, change channels cause you're bored you've got blood on your hands The corporate store you frequent just shut down a Mom and Pop in the family for years but they had to close up shop and they walk into the chain store because they need a new job you've got blood on your hands Somewhere a single mother works two jobs everyday but can't support her family on her minimum wage pay when we ignore that this world still has slaves we've got blood on our hands There's a building full of food while people starve out in the streets and if you can't afford it than you don't deserve to eat and if you try to cheat the system you'll be beaten by police who literally have blood on their hands I'll never have to face the monsters that I help create I'll never have to see the violence that I help maintain when I remain complacent every single day I've got blood on my hands The songs that I sing might never make a difference but we have to acknowledge that these evils exist because if we live in ignorance than we might never rinse All this blood from our hands

There is a little mouse in a park in Philadelphia it is sick, it is weak, it is just a baby it stumbles when it walks, crippled and blind infected and rejected, I saw a bug creep out it's eye I would cringe when people pass and nearly squish it underfoot I wish my eyes could revive I wish I had what it took but giving up and giving in it fell down to it's side and writhed around on the pavement for a while till it died And the pigeons pecked it, they pulled it right apart Never had a chance, it was doomed right from the start to feed the fiendish birds who will never get their fill surviving off the scraps that this cruel world has killed the weak they will provide so the strongest can strive the dying and the dead and those who go unfed they taste best when swallowed whole The caos that conquers is looking pretty dark without our shared suffering it would all just fall apart as a mouse starves to death on the cold path of a park next to a statue some consider art as people pass it by with their lucky living hearts and I watch on just playing my part I'm just doing my part

These days they drive me crazy I don't know what to do So I go out searchin' for a way to cure my blues Come home from a hard days work sit down flip on the news they say we started a new war now I've got to cure my blues Step into that ballot box they say I've got to choose between two evils but neither got my cure for the blues In a world of competition somebody's got to lose so fight your way to the top or find yourself with the bottom blues some people go to church some people drink the booze but living in ignorance that won't cure my blues they tell me just get comfy sit down and consume but none of that plastic shit will cure my blues I think I hear it coming that impending doom from the summit I hear the plummet that harsh ground is coming soon

There's so many pretty gals in Gainesville that sometimes my heart gets overwhelmed and now I'm falling for every person I meet cause girls or boys or anything in between this town is full of beautiful human beings Taking care of your friends is what this town's all about but I'm too broke to buy you drinks and I can't afford to take you out but I can play a banjo and I can sing a tune I don't need any money to write a song for you When I first came here I was just passing through and the people warned me this town will suck you in and I understood once I was introduced to a beautiful community a family full of love Thank you all for everything you've done I think that's why this town is so damn hard to leave because the drinks are cheap but the friendships they are free

Our little tribe is just a microcosm for the world at large we've all got the same problems we all want to eat we all want to feed our addictions It's just that yours is a TV screen, ours is malt liquour I don't know which one is killin brain cells quicker but I'd rather destroy myself than just wither away so I'll let caos be my compass my gut will be my guide I'm on the brink of death but I've never felt more alive We'll be living in Utiopia a few moments at a time with long intervals of Hell in between Social Deviants on the forefronts of freedom your products are a prison and we know we don't need 'em because we've got each other, though it might be fleeting We're all locked in one cage or another but I know that we can all help each other if we stay alive we'll be in love but if we die it'll be in each other's arms We'll be living in Utopia a few moments at a time with long intervals of Hell in between Rebellion ain't no fun but having fun is my favorite form of rebellion we'll learn the difference between looking good and being beautiful Those night we shared are the only thing I care about sharing love and sorrow sharing stories and 40oz because we don't know where we'll end up tomorrow and these people walk in and out of my life just long enough for people to learn to love them now my heart is scattered through time and space I guess that's what you get when you're always running away So I'll let caos be my compass my gut will be my guide I'm on the brink of death but I've never felt more alive If I fail at least I tried I'll retreat with my hands pointed towards the sky to the place where the outcasts go to die

Ignoring warnings from the flashing lights on my dashboard they just remind me of the problems that I can't afford and I don't see the need to be strapped into my seat cuz I'm too worried about how long we can coast on E Goddamn I'm Broke so fucking broke goddamn I'm broke but I can still get my fix Ignoring warnings from the surgeon general I light another smoke who needs food when you've got nicotine let's just push on down the road I would love to say we can turn up the radio but the speakers are blown out so we'll just have to sing the songs we know Goddamn I'm poor So fucking poor Goddamn I'm poor but I'm feeling good Ignoring warnings from my family and all of my friends I never got no money but I have plenty of time to spend doing only what I love and I'll say "fuck the rest" my only boss is this heart in my chest I'll do what I know, I'll learn what I can because what you call the real world I just don't understand these behaviors are contrived, they make us waste our time feeding the swine who just push us back in line that is not for me, no I have got a spine brother could you spare a dime? I'm such a bum such a fucking bum I'm such a bum but I'm having fun

You know I'm gonna be alright One of these days I will ease my troubled mind These words they help me sleep at night I know my friends will never die I will never have any reason to cry these words they help me sleep at night One day I will see the light this fire in my belly it will finally ignite these words they help me sleep at night One day we will all unite stop barking at the man, this time we will bite these words they help me sleep at night I am fighting the good fight I make a difference, I always do what's righte these words they help me sleep at night One day I will learn to fly I will finally be free, I will have dreams but for now I just can't sleep at night

I'm an American man cold beer in my hand sittin' on the back porch soakin' it in I got my girl my side hop in the chevy for a ride with my dog Butch, and they're all mine I see my mama every day she makes the best lemonade and she cooks and cleans just like she should Fall on my knees and pray speak to the Lord and say "Thank you God for choosing my land, the USA" Freedom's an American word floatin just like a bird you know I will always love this land Freedom's an American word our anthem will be heard soon the whole world will understand Livin' the American Dream playin' on the winning team the stars and stripes swell my heart with pride and when I die I'll go to that Nascar track up in the sky Gonna give ol' number 3 a big high five It's been 13 years since the day we aid we'd never forget and we went over there and did what had to be done bad guys speakin in tounges they hate us cuz were number 1 freedom isn't free, sometimes you gotta take it with a gun

I don't know where I'm goin but I'll tell you where I've been drownin' in misery, living a life of sin but I'm gonna change my ways, this time I swear it's true been singing this same song for too long, it's time for something new I'm goin up north for to see my sweatheart it's been too long since the day we did part when I get there I'll have a lot to explain but I know she'll take me back, she'll see how I've changed I went out searchin for something that can never be found and I survive off what I find on the ground I would go for broke, but brother I'm already there I want to be strong, but my weakness is I'm all too aware I been out roamin', ramblin', gamblin' too Screamin in a room full of fools Now my memories, they are nothing but a haze stood up on the soapbox, found I never had much to say I'm not askin' for forgiveness I just looking for some help because God as my witness I've been going though Hell I'm goin to rest my weary feet It's time my troubled mind took the big sleep I have never known a home, but I hear something calling me When I get there I hope I will finally feel free

I can’t keep living like this Holding a grudge against myself I can’t keep tightening a fist I must reach my hand out I want to empathize If only it were that easy I want to apologize I hope the world can forgive me For the dead, for the asleep For the people clinging to a dream For the numb for the aware For the brave who are fucking scared For the strong and for the weak For the lovers of this world I weep For my pride and for my shame Sacrifices in a stranger’s name For the war and for the poor For those we choose to ignore For the veteran living on the street And the hero he wanted to be For assimilation to a vacant nation For my submission to domination For those who fear a sunny sky Because liberation might strike any time For the victim for the cop Everyone who’s just doing their job For the bird locked in a cage And the prisoners who keep someone paid For the structures that wall us in People who say “That’s just the way it is” For everyone doing what they think is right But can’t figure out what’s wrong with their life For the bad habits I reinforce Letting a suicide run it’s course For the wish and the command For the stifling invisible hand For the cause that is called lost The struggle that is global holocaust For the money and time spent To do evil and then repent For the child that makes my clothes For the goddamned CEO’s For the culture that consumes And the hope of impending doom For the glory and remorse Those who see the forest for the resource For the cattle and the slaughterhouse For taking part it what we all renounce For the marginalized people who can barely cope With what some call a good joke For the offensive undertones Of a place that I call home For the privilege I take for granted And comments that are heavy handed For the enlightened and the ignorant Who see the simple and the complex For heaven sent furious flame The angels and the demons fighting in my brain For the rise and for the fall For the nothingness that created all For all these songs, all this cheap talk For all the bad things I have thought