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Far from the front lines, I’m sitting on my front porch,
A Fair bit, a far cry from Iraq, Afganistan, or Darfur.
Realizing that I’ve spent nearly all of my 20’s in a country at war.

What is it good for?
The spoils of this Vic.tor.y.
Green to lines the drawers under Chenney’s Khaki’s

And there isn’t anything revolutionary in this speech
I’m not saying anything that hasn’t been said before.
Fool me twice, it’s common knowledge that those coffins come back in the nights
Darkness,
And I harness this hardness and remain disheartened.
I want to wrap my arms around my friends.
I want a restart button.
A rewind mechanism.
Anything to make what currently is…isn’t.

My hands have gone from two fingers wide in the air.
To five in the palm
And I’m not mad anymore America.
I’m Done.

Put down your guns America I need a hug.
Come over here America, give mama some love.

I know you’re better than this.
The only reason I rode you so hard is that I know deep down in your heart,
You’re not bad America,
You’re just scarred.

Your parents were lousy rolemodels
Your children left behind
Your Forefathers left a trail of tears
Your Levees didn’t survive
But we will.

I know this because I’ve witnessed.
Witnessed compassion.
Witnessed the passion of the elderly.
Witnessed random acts of kindness
And the power of eyewitness of things that we can’t forget
But we can forgive if you just live and let live

Because you’re kind of pushy America
You want in my pants.
You made me go to a therapist to verify who I am.
You have a say in my clothing when I leave my lodging.
You made illegal in my home things I find pretty f’n exciting.
You make me declare my profits, then you skim from the top,
You monitor my phone calls and emails and I can’t make you stop.
You say you didn’t know you were bad,
You make all sorts of excuses,
I’m no professional America. But I think our relationship may be abusive.

Hey I’m just calling it like I see it,
I’m not totally negative,
With the bad comes the good.
There are so mane things about you I love.

I love the Spanish moss of the coastal Carolina’s
I found a place for peace in my heart in the red rocks of Utah

I love your Captain Crunch
Your football Sunday’s
Your freedom fries, your impulse buys,
Your blond haired Jesus ,
Your Tila Tequila.

I love love love your Bennigans birthday song
And I know it’s not what’s going to change the world but it’s a start.

SO what do you say America…you and Me,
Me. And. You.
There’s a chance for us to recover.

So Put down your guns America I need a hug.
Come over here America, give mama some love.

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from Bar Mitzvah Superhits of the 80s 90s and Today, released October 19, 2008

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