Garbage Day Rare Americans

[Verse 1]
Do unto others, his mama taught
Til she got shot in a parking lot
By a mad, mad man, with a bad, bad plan
Coming off duty, Afghanistan
Easily bought, own weapon of war
Like a pack of darts, local corner store
My daughter and son both asking for guns
"Protection daddy!" The other Grade 1's
He sleeps easy, despite the blood on his hands
He’s a yellow bellied coward with his head in the sand
His money is made, little too little I’m afraid
This man here only gives to be paid

[Pre-Chorus]
Bang bang!
Bang bang!

[Chorus]
Smile like you just got paid
Laugh like you just got laid
Wouldn’t have it any other way
I’m a dog on garbage day
Garbage day
Garbage day