TRY THAT IN OUR BIG CITY YOU
SMALL TOWN DICK
Hey Jay
I read the lyrics
And well …
I
Laughed
ALOT
Because
It seems that your song
Is boring
And badly written
And nothing special
At all.
Nope.
Nothing
Worth our time
Because
You’re just like every other
Racist and just
The same as all those
“Good ol’ boys”that
Sired you & all those
Pathetic assholes
That crawled out of the outhouse
That came before
Your self
Your kind.
All
Weak
Afraid
&
As dumb
As those big pickup
Trucks that you all
Drive to make up
For your very small
“Dicks”
Yep.
That’s right
Small
(very)
Little men
& Narrow minded
Never smart
& Always thinking
They’re “Right”
As long as they have
A mob with them and
Outnumber
All their victims
Because, Well
You see
In these
“Big ol’ cities”
We all have & believe
In people of all colors
& Creeds. We believe in
Real freedom & democracy
Diversity
And we all stand together
And throw out the trash
Like you
& Your phony
Wanna be a real
Cowboy someday
Friends
And just like your sad
Inbred
& Proud little
Mama’s boys
Who secretly cry
And wet their beds
In private
Afraid of change
Afraid of the real world
That’s here
To stay
That you
Will never destroy
Or change
So ?
That being all said?
We suggest that you
Keep your sorry asses
Out of all our cities
& all of the small towns
On the left
Who we will all protect
& defend
Our flags
Of all colors
& even rainbows
Flying high
And undefeated
So c’mon
We’re all waiting
For you
Tough guy
Wanna be
And laughing
Hysterically at your song
Laughing at all the backward
Primitives that you sing about
In your dull ass country boy
Overused
Tone
So please :
For the sake of a nation
And in the interest of the
Progress of all mankind?
Do us all a favor
And put that gun
That yer Good Ol’ Grandad
Gave you
To your head
And fire.
Believe me
You will not be missed.
~ R.M. Engelhardt
©2023
R.M. ENGELHARDT 