Milktoast Intolerant


Lyrics

The Devil's Boots

Get Out of Chicago

In Every Dream Home a Hearache


Album: Hot Monkey Love

Sunday School

Hot Monkey Love

Down On The Ground

Pick Up The Torch

Disposable People

It Came to This

Pink Lemonade / How Long

Junk Food Love

I'm Sorry

Queen Bee

Let's Go To The Bar

Get Out of Chicago

I got Levi Strauss
And the Marlboro man
I got Elvis on the radio
That’s where it all began
I got my God, Guts, Guns, Motorcycles, and Rock n Roll

Send me money, guns and lawyers
I am running down a dream
Where anything is possible
And Nothings what it seems

You got sleazy politicians and
Psychopathic cops
You got your bleedin’ heart judges
Man, I swear, it never stops!
I got a Half ounce of freedom and 44 Caliber Justice

You got tweakers and junkies and strippers and perverts and losers and boozers too.
You got your liars and cheaters and pussy wife beaters and child molesters too!
You got your Senators and Congressmen
For sale on Capitol Hill
You got your criminals with hymnals doin’ the devil’s will
You got your Pride, lust, anger, sloth, envy, greed and gluttony

So if you’re terrified of government
And give your rights away
Now you’re holed up in your home
And that’s the price you gotta pay

You got the A C L U
Breathing down your neck
You got the IRS
Takin’ half your frickin’ check!
You got the HOA watchin’
Every single move you make!

I got my friends Smith and Wesson
And Gentleman Jack
I got my buddy Harley Davidson
And Jesus got my back

I got Levi Strauss
And the Marlboro man
I got Elvis on the radio
That’s where it all began
I got my God, Guts, Guns, Motorcycles, and Rock n Roll
I got my God, Guts, Guns, Motorcycles, and Rock n Roll
I got my God, Guts, Guns, Motorcycles, and Rock n Roll

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