DESCRIPTION:
If you like lots of words, then this is the song for you! If you're not a lyrics person, jog on.

Lyrics

I've been told to stand and face unjust agression
I've been told to turn my back and walk away
So I'll swear to fight the poor mans battle
When I'm strong enough to beat these thieves at their game

Oh Crooked me

Most poor men won't even give a penny
Most rich men won't even give a damn
So send my way a spirit to enslave and I won't torture him
Unless I break, and I will break again

Oh crooked me

What's a fight worth if all we do is suffer
But who's to say what end fighting this war will bring
So we play this evil game for a future we can save
That will just like us forsake our fathers name

Oh crooked me

Is oil evil? Should our progress be slowed down?
But who won't drive their car or hop a plane to see someone they love
I'm sure I'm not the first to see the violence science creates
Those who die so I can save time and fill my plate

Oh crooked me

The truth you know, it really can be ugly
Next to self-righteous lies though it looks like Marilyn Monroe
And Oooooooh she looks so fine next to left and right wing lies
Spoken for a piece of blood red cherry pie

Oh crooked me

I myself wish I was jesus with a bank account
Oh in less words, I wish I was Bob Dylan
Or any rock star yeah would do, with crazy fans and haters too
Talkin about me while I swim like uncle scrooge

Oh crooked me

I just killed that hope and made my slow mind listen
I heard god and angels whispering the truth
Then I smell cocaine and cake
I lay down hear to procreate
and promise to follow god next time I wake

Oh crooked me

A wizard maybe, but a genius I am not
For I can count to twenty twice and wonder if I skipped four or five
Now if you think your any better, I would challenge you to try
Counting tie-rod turns in an F-150's side