Red Necks by Blur
Alright (Ready)
Rollin'? Rollin', rollin', rollin'? Yea, are we?
Rollin', rollin'... howdy boys
O.K. I want y'all to sit real comfy... with yer comfy ten
gallons on back yer head... just relax. O.K.
(It's good to be here) Here we go... boys...
I'm a truckin' redneck and I just refuse to die (He won't die)
I was built big and strong on the state's best apple pie
I'm better than them limey pin-heads in Europe-y
12 gauge in their back, hell would stop their mopin'
I'm a truckin' red stop and I... just refuse to die
You will never die
It's what they call chemistry
You're American... you're never gonna die!
You play billiards and wet that mound, you ain't never gonna die!
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