Lyrics:
by a bonfire of bank notes
What kind of up country are we living in?
But if we open our minds out from these echo chambers
Algorithm driven content
I was born in the country. Hey, hear the country call
From Tamworth to Gundagai, you know I've seen it all
I've walked down the dusty road, along
side by side
Cold beer conversations going all night
Shout to George Straight with the country vibes
Needed this moment feeling like a true scribe
Ay yo
me.
Now you can't find a George Jones classic, in a big black book of hymns.
Oh but I'm living proof that Jesus saves in a smoky place like this.
and our show in town tonight
he said "Let me guess - John, Paul, George and Ringo, am I right?
Take a look around you, Buddy, don't you know where you
I admit it
I'm guilty
Only God can judge me
Gave me life as a sentence
I'm all in like fuck it
Why my best life ain't living
Made sumn outta nun
Had
a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
country
[Chorus]
I'm as country as bronc on the western plains
Just as wild and twice as hard to tame
As high on living as a noon day sun, yea
I'll
shotty, and found, click boom
I'm a country boy, motherfuckers around here
Stay packed by the noise
I got my shotty in my truck with a few dead birds
I was roaming round in Nashville in the state of Tennessee
For I love that country music it's as soulful as can be
I have gathered their the records
on the radio.
He’s got to...
Put a little Country in his rock n’ roll
Put a little Jagger in his George Jones
Fire up the horses, he’s ready to go
Like a storm
out don't be living in doubt
Haven't held Clorox since March
Shouts out to Gary he play the guitar
Ubiquitous rhythm
Unlimited bars
Give the beat rona
out don’t be living in doubt
Haven’t held Clorox since March
Shouts out to Gary he play the guitar
Ubiquitous rhythm
Unlimited bars
Give the beat rona
One, spending my day sweating It's a long one, sitting by the fire
Drinking a cold one
Country, I'm a country boy living that life, working in the sun
thank you and Ma'am."
I ain't what I ain't but I am what I am
Hey, I'm country
I was born and raised in it
I'm country
That's my kind of living
White
a piece but never part of plan
America grew off black blood, sweat, and tears
But we slowly gaining power done living in fear
Y'all done seen our talk
why people hold it cheap
But those who don't live
For the sake of living are worth more than the wealth seekers
The cracker didn't have the TP in
The country so wild and free
I'm living on the Edge of the Country
And, the city's moving in on me
I'm living on the Edge of the Country
The country so wild
I've just taken a sacred oath each of those patriots have taken. The oath first sworn by George Washington. But the American story depends not on any one
Dade Country yayo shit
Double MOB
I'm finna take these pussy niggas down
Beat Billionaire
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
Take yourself a walk in the country air
Living on the dreams just a few can share
That's life growing up on a country farm
The breeze gently blows
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