"The Patriotic Flag-Waver" lyrics
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
I wear a ten gallon hat
And I carry a baseball bat
(My country, tis of thee)
Down on the corner of the 6th and Main Street
Stick all the communists in one neighborhood
Terrorize their children, will make you feel real good, sing about it
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and Main Street
I belong to the KKK and the NAACP
A Berkeley student and the John Birch Society
A missile director, propaganda collector
A women's elector, Castro defector
A medical dissector, a states' rights protector
Professional soldier, a conscious objector
Hell's Angels member, of the Black Panther party
Communist member, since 1940
Dig a hippie and ask ahead and sing
Daughter of the revolution, a minuteman you warface
Divided we stand
Multiply we fall
Overpopulation
It's my call
I'm black and I'm white
Come in every color
A student and a teacher
And I stone [?]
Known as a hate monger
Old as the hills but I'm feeling a little younger
Righteously righteous
Stone just a judge
Faithful in need that everyone mistrusts
Lie to the lie
Just painted my garage
Knows when you found the ceiling
They come they begin to duck and dodge
Gourmet shrimp
At chalko's bar-be-que
Transplanted hawk
Sold to the sole of my shoe
Might think I'm crazy
You might think that I'm insane
Never know the secret
That lies hidden in my brain
100% for uncle Sam
A patriotic flag waver is what I am
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
I wear a 10 gallon hat
Carry in my hand a baseball bat
I'm singing about
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and main street
Shove all the communists down to one neighborhood
Terrorize the children and feel real good
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and main street
Send all the draft card burners
Back to Vietnam
If they protest over there
You know I won't give a damn
I'm a 100% for uncle Sam
A patriotic flag waver is what I am
(O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea)
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
I wear a ten gallon hat
And I carry a baseball bat
(My country, tis of thee)
Down on the corner of the 6th and Main Street
Stick all the communists in one neighborhood
Terrorize their children, will make you feel real good, sing about it
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and Main Street
I belong to the KKK and the NAACP
A Berkeley student and the John Birch Society
A missile director, propaganda collector
A women's elector, Castro defector
A medical dissector, a states' rights protector
Professional soldier, a conscious objector
Hell's Angels member, of the Black Panther party
Communist member, since 1940
Dig a hippie and ask ahead and sing
Daughter of the revolution, a minuteman you warface
Divided we stand
Multiply we fall
Overpopulation
It's my call
I'm black and I'm white
Come in every color
A student and a teacher
And I stone [?]
Known as a hate monger
Old as the hills but I'm feeling a little younger
Righteously righteous
Stone just a judge
Faithful in need that everyone mistrusts
Lie to the lie
Just painted my garage
Knows when you found the ceiling
They come they begin to duck and dodge
Gourmet shrimp
At chalko's bar-be-que
Transplanted hawk
Sold to the sole of my shoe
Might think I'm crazy
You might think that I'm insane
Never know the secret
That lies hidden in my brain
100% for uncle Sam
A patriotic flag waver is what I am
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
I wear a 10 gallon hat
Carry in my hand a baseball bat
I'm singing about
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and main street
Shove all the communists down to one neighborhood
Terrorize the children and feel real good
(My country, tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing)
Down on the corner of 6th and main street
Send all the draft card burners
Back to Vietnam
If they protest over there
You know I won't give a damn
I'm a 100% for uncle Sam
A patriotic flag waver is what I am
(O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea)
