Post-American Blues
they blew up the past, they blew up the future
ain't nothin' but the here and now
i was born in the country, moved to the city
now i'm fatter than a big ol' cow
i got merle haggard playin', i'm a haphazard swayin'
just a drivin' my chinese car
yeah i'm huggin' the middle but the traffic's goin' right
an' i'm gonna start a civil war
all the baseball players got names i never seen
they sell sushi at the ballpark bar
and the man on the stage in the big red hat
says there's rapists at the border from afar
old joe in the house, he's as white as a ghost
says we better start snoozin' that alarm
they blew up the past, they blew up the future
ain't nothin' but the here and now
well jesus loves me, buddha bugs me
i gotta get in tune with the tao
if that eastern voodoo don't do what it's sposed to
then tramadol'll help me simmer down