Uncle Sam And Me

Here I am, just Uncle Sam and me
Holding hands in our current poverty
New York City, Washington DC
It don’t matter, it’s all the same to me
My militia, we ain’t on TV
Staying home, so don’t you tread on me
Mr. Bush, what you gonna do?
Had enough of your red white and blue
Don’t take my rock 'n roll
Cause it’s all I am
Don’t make me sell my soul
To my Uncle Sam
Lucifer just came home again
Fly the flag while sitting unrepaid
London, England still a curse on me
Mr. Tony Blair, Uncle Sam and me
Martin Luther don’t come around here no more
Think he’s dead, but I don’t know what for
Maybe freedom, but I don’t hear no bells
Adolf Hitler, he never went to hell
Don’t take my rock 'n roll
Cause it’s all I am
Don’t make me sell my soul
To my Uncle Sam
We don’t need your tribulation
We don’t need no royal scam
This is all just masturbation
Martin, John and Uncle Sam
Don’t take my rock 'n roll
Cause it’s all I am
Don’t make me sell my soul
To my Uncle Sam
We don’t need your tribulation
We don’t need your royal scam
This is all just masturbation
Martin, John and Uncle Sam
We don’t need your tribulation
We don’t need no royal scam
This is all just masturbation
Martin, John and Uncle Sam