“’Well I never served in the war
Hell, I hardly step out of my door
Gun in hand, whiskey in the other
I put country first over my brother
I got the TV on, the radio too
Country on one, the other, Fox News
And Alex Jones is rattlin’ his bones
While Garth Brooks bends bout his low-placed friends

Well I don’t know nothing ‘bout no astrology
‘Cos the star and stripes is all I need
God bless the US at its best and worst
And God bless the world, but our country first’”

“’First of all, I think you meant astronomy
Your ignorance pulls at my sympathy
But your microagression has become my obsession
And I’ll shout you down and try to run you out of town
Well, it’s left or bust and other slogans of that ilk
An orgy of fluidity, uncertainty and guilt
Let’s see who can be louder than the other
My whole life I’ve been a victim to my country and my brother

Well I know a thing or two of the privilege of the white
I’m a bonafide cracker and I oppress day and night
God don’t exist or there’d be justice in this world
If he did, he’d be a she
And I’d be all “You go girl”’”

Well my friends, I’ve a few things to say
Both your sides are different but ultimately the same
Anger on one, rage on the other
It’s the age old tale of brother against brother
And it’s alright that you are this way
Everyone’s evolving every moment, every day
But you’re gonna scream to death
On the right, on the left
Till we’re all deaf and it don’t matter anyway

So quiet your voices and listen for a minute
Sit down, smoke a J and let’s talk about music
I love Motown and I think punk is the worst
Classical and jazzical
But country first
I think we can all agree that it’s country first