Sweet Home Cananada (Lyrics)

That's not special, I mean... I mean that fucking bullshit lie about how "he cares about us!" You know what? He doesn't give a fuck about any of you! He doesn't give a fuck about you, or you, or you, or your mommy, or your granny, or your street, or your town, he doesn't give a flying fuck about any of you And that fucking bullshit lie about how "he's just like us!" He's just down homeboy! He's a good ol' boy from midland Texas! I'm a straight shooter man! I'm a Washington outsider! I'm such a Washington outsider, JUST like you, 'cause I'm sure all y'all had the same kind of upbringing, just like me, where your daddy was Head of the CIA, and Ambassador to China, and Vice President for eight years, and then President of the United States for FOUR years! I heard from you today By digital replay You told me that you care You'll help from over there I say we're not the same It's falling on deaf ears At eighty miles an hour When I forget to steer And if I wrap my car around the guard rails It ain't got shit to do with you So drop the act, I know your true agenda Can't live with the mistakes I'll move out of the states To South America Or north to Canada I lived four years of lies I've lost faith in mankind With no one to befriend I guess this is the end And it's not glorious like in the movies Explosion and a note It's more like driving as far away as possible alone And please don't say goodbye To remind me you're alive You've been dead to me Since I've started feeling dead inside So don't look down on me and say we feel the same 'Cause we don't I'm checking out I'm fucking done Kiss my fat ass I'm giving up Eat shit and die I'm taking off Have a nice life Have a nice death I'm checking out I'm fucking done Kiss my fat ass I'm giving up Eat shit and die I'm taking off Have a nice life Have a nice death I'm checking out