Junior Airline Pilot - Whats For Dinner

Beef it's what's for dinner
Moonshine is for your liver
I love the flesh give me a sliver
I love seeing the Uncle Sam and the Marlboro Man with their ten gallon hats
Riding around the field herding cattle with bats
One two maybe four whacks maybe even a crack
And it's a game of cat and mouse now
And fuck them cows
This is what makes America proud
What else are we gonna barbecue
What else is gonna keep this blood red white and blue
It taste good so fuck you
I'm keeping America true
True to its nature
Of fucking shit up and leaving a crater
When I say don't eat corpses you say see yah later
I'll never understand why there so much hate for
People just trying to live and cause the least amount of harm
So you know what fuck your farm
Grow some fucking plants man
This shit can't be that hard to understand
Let's all just try to have more empathy
And Pull away from this vile fucking industry
And let it die
Oh but this is what makes America proud
What else are we gonna barbecue
What else is gonna keep this blood red white and blue
It taste good so fuck you
I'm keeping America true

Written by:
Cody Kirkpatrick

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