"Write Your Own Songs" lyrics

You call us heathens with zero respect for the law
But we are only songwriters just writing our songs and that's all
We write what we live, and we live what we write, is that wrong?
If you think it is, Mr. Music Executive, why don't you write your own songs?

And don't listen to mine
They might run you crazy
They might make you dwell on your feelings a moment too long
We're making you rich
But you were already lazy
So just lay on your ass and get richer, or write your own songs

Mr. Purified Country, don't you know what the whole thing's about?
Is your head up your ass so far that you can't pull it out?
The world's getting smaller and everyone in it belongs
If you can't see that, Mr. Purified Country, why don't you just write your own songs?

Don't listen to mine
They might run you crazy
They might make you dwell on your feelings a moment too long
We're making you rich
You were already lazy
So just lay on your ass and get richer, or write your own songs

So just lay on your ass and get richer, or write your own songs