| I’m in an old station wagon, deep in Alabama
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| Wipe the sweat outta my eyes, cock the hammer
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| I see a pickup truck with a rebel flag window
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| A skinny redneck with one of his kinfolk
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| I pull up along side and blast the passenger
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| Blood, feathers and bone, a massacre
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| I kept shootin', hit the driver
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| He fell on the horn, stuck
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| Threw a Molotov cocktail and blew up the truck
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| Out here pretending like you ain’t offendin'
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| You redneck judges with racist grudges
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| If you got a tattoo, I’m aimin' at you
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| You get punched in your faces, reppin' the racists
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| Confederate Flag
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| Confederate Flag
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| Confederate Flag
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| Confederate Flag
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| The judge, grandpa, dad and three sons
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| All of 'em KKK, they can’t run
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| I blew a head clean off, it rolled, still in the hood
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| The headless horseman fell dead in the woods
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| The rest of the Klansmen ran cause' they were scarey
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| It was Tim the banker and the barber Larry
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| All pussies, threw off their hoods, they cried «please»
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| But they were devils, so I capped their knees
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| That shit represents a hateful sense
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| If it’s in your back pockets, I’m aimin' my rockets
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| That’s what you wanna wave? |
| I stick you in your grave
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| Stick your fucking flag pole right up your fag hole
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag
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| Rednecks call it pride; |
| pride for what?
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| White pride for slavery, it sickens my gut
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| I see that flag as a challenge, that you want to fight
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| You don’t care who it offends, you say it’s your right
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| Well it’s my right to sock you dead in your lip
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| Put a foot on your neck, and tell you «eat up a dick» (BITCH)
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| No matter where you live, you should hate that flag
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| Cause it represents evil bigots, tell em' Shaggs
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| One, two, three rednecks on a ladder
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| Hangin' up a rebel flag, it don’t matter
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| How many of ya, because we don’t love ya
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| Stick you in the dirt, tombstone above ya
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| There’s juggalos all over the south that don’t wave it
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| Proud of where they’re from but that flag, they hate it
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| Cause they understand it’s a symbol of slavery
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| One flag reps us all, it means bravery
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| I’ll turn a redneck into a deadneck
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| Cut the head off a chicken, give 'em an ass kickin'
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| The holes in your t-shirt, fill them with pee squirt
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| I SAY FUCK YOUR REBEL FLAG
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| Redneck fuckin' meth head, tuck you in your death bed
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag
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| Confederate flag |