I'm washing my face and combing my hair.
Taken my baby to the county fair.
I'm on cloud nine and couldn't be higher.
Till she caught the eye of that bull rider.
She kept the affair secret, playin me a fool.
Those are some of the lessons I learned in high school.
That she can be very cruel and unusual.
Then at college I met another she.
She cared more for revolution than me.
I was rejected for the collective.
There was no point in getting selective,
because all the other girls are in the same pool.
Those are some of the lessons I learned post high school.
That she is just as cruel as you, you, usual.
(chorus)
Its hard out here for an old school American.
It don't seem it, but I'm trying hard as I can.
Love is not enough, I swear that she wants my soul.
I'm tired of trying, might as well be the asshole.
So, grab a shot, this rounds on me.
And raise your glass if you agree.
That one's not enough. Make it 3!
Now her revolution was a success,
and America is now communist.
Better join them, or you're their enemy.
We are no longer the land of the free.
America is no shining city; no jewel.
We are now just a plain old socialist cesspool.
Its just her being cruel as you, you, usual.
(chorus)
Its hard out here for an old school American.
It don't seem it, but I'm trying hard as I can.
Love is not enough, I swear that she wants my soul.
I'm tired of trying, might as well be the asshole.
So, grab a shot, this rounds on me.
And raise your glass if you agree.
That one's not enough. Make it 3!
#poetry #songlyrics #songwriter #freedom #music #poems
/ Bored Nobody
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2024-09-26 14:49:00
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