The devil is my running mate
This here is his favorite state
He's sorry you folks had to wait
He always likes to show up late
No, that ain't a rainbow, son
It's streetlamps on petroleum
Let's pull in here and get us some
Supplies are running out now
It ain't the reason for the war
That's meanness, boy, and nothing more
They tried to do this all before
But Daddy wouldn't let them
Sometimes I don't know what I got into
And sometimes I can't stand to read my name
Sometimes I can only hear their voices
Casting me back from where I came
The devil is my running mate
Confusion is his favorite state
Surely you folks can relate
I know we've gathered here to hate
It doesn't matter who we blame
As long as you all hear a name
All them bastards look the same
Everyone is guilty
This here is his favorite state
He's sorry you folks had to wait
He always likes to show up late
No, that ain't a rainbow, son
It's streetlamps on petroleum
Let's pull in here and get us some
Supplies are running out now
It ain't the reason for the war
That's meanness, boy, and nothing more
They tried to do this all before
But Daddy wouldn't let them
Sometimes I don't know what I got into
And sometimes I can't stand to read my name
Sometimes I can only hear their voices
Casting me back from where I came
The devil is my running mate
Confusion is his favorite state
Surely you folks can relate
I know we've gathered here to hate
It doesn't matter who we blame
As long as you all hear a name
All them bastards look the same
Everyone is guilty
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