Oh….you say you want it to go back to the good ole days
But what’s that I say
Good in what way
Ole how and for whom
Seems to me that them good ole days
Are right here and now
Do you see those flags a flying with those white Confederate stars
Those statues a standing
That others are trying to make martyrs
Well that don’t seem right to me
When my ancestors
Bent their backs
Crippled their hands
Sweated their blood
Into the soil of this land
To help make a better country
Too
You think this country is yourn alone??
Well fool maybe you’re the one that needs to go back “home”