I figured out how they screwed us before
And you can figure that they’ll screw us some more
Too late, we’re on our way to hell now
I heard a rumor but it ain’t what they say
It’s in the water and it’s making us gay
Too late, we’re on our way to hell
I love more, I love my country more than you do
I love more, I love my country more than you
And you, and you, and you, and you

I grumble, growl, I groan, I grouse, I go on
You’d think I’d tire, but I’m still goin’ strong
Too late, you can’t keep a good man like me down
You take my money and you throw it away
You take my country and you give it away
Too late! Everything I ever wanted is gone
I love more, I love my country more than you do
I love more, I love my country more than you
And you, and you, and you, and you

Broken promises, well, they’re nothin’ new
God broke his promise when he smiled on you
I’m screwed, but it ain’t half as bad as bein’ like you
I’ll stay inside my house till I fade away
Too old, too gray, wish I could blow you away
Too late! If it’s a comfort to you, I’ll soon be gone
I love more, I love my country more than you do
I love more, I love my country more than you
And you, and you, and you, and you
I love more, I love my country more than you do
I love more, I love my country more than you
And you, and you, and you, and you

I don’t regret, no, there’s nothing I regret, it’s just all gone
I don’t reflect, no, there’s nothing to reflect, it’s just all wrong
I don’t regret. No, there’s nothing I regret, it’s just all gone
I don’t reflect. No, there’s nothing to reflect, it’s just all wrong
You can call me a goner ‘cause I’ll soon be gone

Words, music, recording, and production by Richard Faylor
© Deep Happy Music
richardfaylor@yahoo.com
208-713-4002