(Oh Canada we stand on guard, for thee) I told this guy where I was from he said oh, Canada kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O
I play chicken with the train Play chicken with the train train Unh huh huh, unh huh huh You know that I play chicken with the train Play chicken with
Yo nigga your moma got two feet growin' out of titties Bitch fell down and kept runnin' Off to the studio late night It's time to cut another track It
You know I like my chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well, I was raised up Beneath the
Stand up (Aah) Stand up (Yeah) Stand up (Aah) Stand up (Aah) When I move you move (Just like that?) When I move you move (Just like that?) When I move
Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Don?t want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut And do I look like some frostbitten hosehead? I never learned my alphabet
When we were young, Bernie's deli was down the block. He made a great liver pate. (You know he did. You know he did. You know he did.) But if there'
Do you know just what it's like to burn inside so often? To see the life you give is not in vain and not forgotten To feel it all.... i feel it burn in
Red light, friday night, hittin' the town, I had some George Strait crankin with the windows down, til this escalade, Thumpin' bass, drowneded him out
She'd burst, dropped off, pick the fruit Realize, I'm naked, I'm naked too So cover my body, dress it fine, hide my linen and leaves Been sewing ever
It's why the color pink was made It's why we wear cheap aftershave and bathe It's why we left the cave It's why we learned to play guitar Use chopsticks
I'm going through changes But I felt the same way a long time ago It's this time or never I will make it stronger than ever before Some are slaves behind
Itsty bitsy Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly One for the money, two for the show Three I want a real big booty
How many polluted my mind Dough what our lives are lived for Rae just a crazy aussie Me the generation forges on Fodder for corporations Sewwing our lips
The beer is better in Canada The people are better in Canada The hockey players are better in Canada But America has better hockey teams. The ecstasy
You've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing A bland reciprocation but it doesn't bother me You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened
Screaming right into the moonlight Inside the vision is clear Leading us to the land of eternity This place made without a shadow Still rules everything
Sounds like a real sad song Why don't you love me like you used to do? Are you trying to break my heart? (Not me, baby) I know there's somethin' goin
