This country this land of mine
We harvest we kill the swine
The liquid bread is a shame
Us sinners we all die the same
We all die the same

Our rednecks were meant to shine
They're better than the other kind
Our sheep are so ready to go
Grab partners now do si do

Do si do
Get out on the floor and do si do
Do si
Do
Do si do die

This isn’t me here
Or who I planned to be
It’s just the man behind my eyes who drives my feet

Here I am again asleep inside my head
The bottles my only friend and at the bottom i rest

A sharp turn to the left
A bag of broken bones
My only son is dead

(Chorus)

Well fuck that I’m off the wagon again
That AA shit weren’t my bag I’m drinking
I’ll sit alone every night don’t bring it up
Or ill start the fire

Just get out on the floor and
Do si do