Letras
A hero ain't nuttin' but a sandwich
I mean, well I need a hoagie if I am to manage
To fill myself up and stay fat
Yo yo, I gotta kick the raps, yo yo I gotta keep the naps
Well, see, its like this um, I forgot to mention
You was slingin' on my wingding
Swingin' like the Wringling
Suckers on the trapeze
Back and forth please
I keeps ya on ya toes to keeps ya off ya knees
Oops, I'm sorry, I'm just a Goat-man ach
First ya did some flips, but now ya just flopped
Damn, ouch, I didn't mean ta be that blunt
I gave ya what cha got cause I gives ya what ya want
Bustin' down the door, bustin' down the door
Found the corporate heads dippin' Bush like a whore
Sayin' what is it for, what is it for?
The green, the green, please back me some more
Leonard Peltier, Leonard Peltier
Who da hell is that, why the fuck should I care?
In jail, in jail, in jail like a dealer
"Fuck George Bush!" says my T-Shirt squealer!
Please, oh please set Leonard P. free
Cause ya wiped out his race like an ant colony
Whatcha afraid of?
Annie Mae Aquash?
Found her lying in the ditch with no place for a watch
Do the Dugs Dig?
¿Do the Digs Dug?
I don't dig apple pie
It's an American lie
Because I dug between the lines
All I found was swine
Direct control. I won't fold or succumb
I mean, be overcome
I mean, you know what I mean
The green team
Ain't down with the White House clowns
Pushing round mounds of shit
Tryin' to pound it down our throats
But dig it
I'd rather have a bud than a scud
Dug it
Cause I'ma pour tha salt on the slugs
Unplug it
The T.V.
Cause I don't need to see
Dan Rather
Cause it doesn't matter to me
They lather me up