Patriotic Fool 

Dear Commander in Chief: 

“You thought I wouldn’t figure things out,

Just ‘cuz I speaks with a drawl.

Well, guess what, Mr. America:

 

I know bout you

I know bout your plans for me.

You coming to take the patriots away!

 

To the Death Camps!

But I been preparing for Armageddon,

So you won’t find me amongst my things.

 

No, sir, I ain’t gonna letch ya

Have me like you did them other folk.

They wasn’t ready.

 

Like I told ‘em to be.

I told ‘em yous was gonna

Put chips in ‘em like cattle,

 

But they wouldn’t listen.

That’s the problem with most folks -

They don’t listen.

 

I told ‘em yous was gonna take their guns away

Sos they couldn’t fight, but

They said I’s just a fool.

 

Well, I just wanted to leave this here message

For you, Mr. America to say,

You can’t have me!

 

You won’t find me here, cuz

I’ve gone to dwell among the legion -

A legion of fools that lie in wait…

 

for you.

 

Sincerely,

Butch Walker