Put on your cowboy boots, this is the hoedown about the showdown
nirvana
metallica
led zeppelin
stone temple pilots
matchbox20
pearl jam
black sabbath
iron maiden
ramones
black eyed peas
the jam
rob thomas
and ozzy osbourne but i a
and the beastie boys and
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Story behind the song
MC Postal was having a beer with Sknoblogger at his favorite bar. He was reminiscing about his old friend Pat Tillman. MC Postal was in the NFL with him, before he started his lucrative career as a cowboy rapper. Postal dug the tip of his hand crafted, rhinestone encrusted cowboy boot into the sawdust on the floor, and said it was a right sorry affair, and he'd like to go over there and put a couple of boots where it don't get cold at night, but he was just too busy singin and blingin. In a fit of inspiration, he dashed out these lyrics on a cocktail napkin with his rhinestone encrusted pen. Smiling his most ingratiating smile with his rhinestone encrusted teeth just a sparklin, and handed them over to Sknoblogger, who wrote the music, and rushed this song out, because it's important to put those america-haters in their place right away. So there.
Lyrics
Two towers tumbled over
With fire up in the sky
Ol Dubya heard the awful news
And he began to cry
So he found out who did it
Though the traitors said he lied
But if someone hates our freedom
Then someone has to die
Chorus:
I wish I could be with you boys
Fightin God's good war
But the record sales have spoken
And the music needs me more
They say they have their own god
they lie like it was true
But what kind of god ain't loyal
To the ol red white and blue
It's written in the bible
God struck Sodom right down
Well we got our own Soddam
But he was not a town
In my heart I am a soldier
With danger all around
But I must stay home to sing this song
To support you with my sound
I feel your amputations
I feel your shrapnel pain
It hurts me more than it hurts you
So I'll sing it once again