Johnny was a family man by day
And a loving father by night
He kept his two daughters fed and well
And treated his wife right
You couldn’t tell by the way he spoke
You couldn’t quite tell by his face
But deep in every thought he had
Was a dream of a superior race
Johnny worked a steady living
He wore a suit and tie
He didn’t say His name in vain
And never told a lie
He always voted from his heart
And placed love above all
But whenever protesters came around
He gave the cops a call
Johnny attended church on Sunday
He prayed and praised the Lord
And then went home to watch the game
His favorite team just scored!
But now the players kneel
When the national anthem plays
And Johnny claims it’s all their fault
For America’s numbered days
Johnny served proud an Army man
Fighting in the Middle East
Sworn to protect both king and country
To slay that rotten beast
He came upon a family of five
And what he did commit
He looked into their innocent eyes
And blew them all to bits
Johnny looked back on his childhood
When everything was pure
When you knew exactly who’d be behind
Each labeled bathroom door
“Halcyon days are gone”, he says
“But a new age we shall bring
We’ll fill our fathers’ hearts with fire
And make the iron eagle sing”
Johnny packed his bags
And traveled real far
His family worried he’d get hurt
Hitting protesters with his car
Blood on the windshield
Torn flesh on his grate
Clenching his teeth in determination
He kept on driving straight
Johnny stood atop his car
Stars and stripes held high
He knew who he was fighting for
He knew who had to die
He loaded up his shotgun
Pointed at the sky
Overcome with emotion
A teardrop fled his eye
Johnny was born a patriot
And he’ll part this Earth a martyr
In efforts to reclaim his land
Laid waste by Jimmy Carter
He joined the horde of saviors
Of the one true holy race
But things went awry, and Johnny got trampled
Landing on his face
Johnny was born a patriot
And he’ll part this Earth a martyr
He left behind his wealth and home
To his loving wife and daughters
Coworkers saw him as a friend
Strangers knew him as a threat
He left a nameless legacy
That still poisons after death
Johnny was a model man
Of what society rewards
Give it what it wants
And it will win your wars
So raise a cocktail high and proud
And set this shit on fire
No kingdom come to fortify
No epoch to admire
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