Žodžiai dainai: U.S. Bombs. Back At The Laundromat. Yer Country.

Hey
Hey
Hey
In the Country, it ain't no tis of thee
In the Country, I'm proud to be ashamed
The sham of 69 gear'd up
For riots against police
In the country it's ripping at the seams

Hey
Hey
Hey
In the Country Woody Gunthrie took the lumps
In the Country, just a sutcase and a thumb
Well if ya practice what ya preach
I heard it makes ya smile
The country boys are frowning all the while
Barbed wire bop
Bomb shelters in backyards
Roller skating at the hop
Rebel rebel rock
Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock

Rebel Rebel Rock
Rebel Rebel Rocker
Rebel Rebel Rock
Rebel

Yer Country, it won't stop fucking me
Yer Country, will crush you with its feet
Country croneing and moaning with a hymn
The Country of regulations never fucking bend

The Barbed wire bop
Bomb shelters in backyards
Roller skating at the hop
Rebel Rebel Rock
Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock