Hey hey what can you say you might head out to California
Think you got you something to say, who knows who cares anyway
Oh no don't make a stand you might piss off the government man
He might put a pistol in your hand, put you on a boat to go play in the sand
Sand castles in the sky, Jimmy's gonna play when I die
Face first in the mud, don't talk back cause he's got a gun
On the road driving fast, see how long your heart can last
Can that gypsy see your past, save your ass from the devils wrath
Hell no, I won't go, I'm gonna roll bones with the devil you know
Take all of his silver and gold, put it in the hands of the poor folks
Hey hey what can you say, is Wal-Mart squeezing out your brain
Whipping your ass with a restaurant chain, pumping that poison in your
Vein
Tell the blind that they will see, but they can't afford that pharmacy
Cut 'em down if they don't agree, do you really care what a sick man
Needs
Down on the ground you freaked out clown, can't be saying them
Things out loud
Better off turning that smile to a frown, hands on your head till you
All calm down
Hey hey what do you say
Is everybody scared of the man these days
Scared to be you, scared to be me
Scared to believe that you can see
People in need, dying of disease
Think you got you something to say, who knows who cares anyway
Oh no don't make a stand you might piss off the government man
He might put a pistol in your hand, put you on a boat to go play in the sand
Sand castles in the sky, Jimmy's gonna play when I die
Face first in the mud, don't talk back cause he's got a gun
On the road driving fast, see how long your heart can last
Can that gypsy see your past, save your ass from the devils wrath
Hell no, I won't go, I'm gonna roll bones with the devil you know
Take all of his silver and gold, put it in the hands of the poor folks
Hey hey what can you say, is Wal-Mart squeezing out your brain
Whipping your ass with a restaurant chain, pumping that poison in your
Vein
Tell the blind that they will see, but they can't afford that pharmacy
Cut 'em down if they don't agree, do you really care what a sick man
Needs
Down on the ground you freaked out clown, can't be saying them
Things out loud
Better off turning that smile to a frown, hands on your head till you
All calm down
Hey hey what do you say
Is everybody scared of the man these days
Scared to be you, scared to be me
Scared to believe that you can see
People in need, dying of disease
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