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Down the dixie highway back home...

A lot of idiot freedom haters (read: the people in charge of Congress) have been complaining about the national anthem. No one really knows the lyrics and it's an angry ode to war. Well, always the one for compromise, I've found a solution. It's a little diddy that I like to call, This is Our Country. The song can inspire, embiggen, and sell Chevys. The commerical shows images of Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King, so I suppose this retroactively makes John Cougar Mellencamp an integral part of the civil rights movement. Allow me to utilize my knowledge of the transitive propety for a moment. Baseball is America's pasttime. The only thing that interrupted the World Series were the incessant Chevrolet ads with John Mellencamp. So "This is Our Country" is more important than Baseball. It's also the most American song on the radio right now (apart from anything sung by Toby Keith) and in these dreadful, Rumsfeld-less times, we need as much patriotism as possible before W realizes his mistake and brings Donald back. And if JT ever writes a political anthem about bringing "Donald Back," then that can be Anthem Numero Dos.

So when Nancy Pelosi/Mephistopheles or whatever she's calling herself nowadays announces the new national anthem, you won't be surprised. In fact, you'll know where the initiative began.

Nevermind the bollocks,
MGD



Well I can stand beside ideals I think are right
and I can stand beside
the idea to stand and fight
I do believe there's a dream for everyone
This is our country

There's room enough here
for science to live
and there's room enough here
for religion to forgive
and try to understand
all the people of this land
this is our country

From the east coast to the west coast
down the dixie highway back home
this is our country

And poverty could be just another ugly thing
and bigotry would be seen only as obscene
and the ones who run this land
help the poor and common man
this is our country

From the east coast to the west coast
down the dixie highway back home
this is our country

The dream is still alive
someday it will come true
and this country
it belongs to folks like me and you
so let the voice of freedom
sing out through this land
this is our country

From the east coast to the west coast
down the dixie highway back home
this is our country
From the east coast to the west coast
down the dixie highway back home
this is our country

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Anonymous said…
Oh man is that song annoying.

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