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