Stick Up - grandson

Now Tommy's a good father

Two sons and a daughter

But he wakes up and he asks himself

Why even bother

If he cannot feed his family

The wage he's paid's insanity

Every day he's dealing with a new calamity

Lost his old occupation

But it wasn't immigration

It was a machine

Automation that replaced him

Politicians left him

Corruption since the recession

So he grabs his

Smith and Wesson

Says he'll teach 'em all the lesson like

Get down on the ground

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington

Now first he'd lost

Now first he'd lost his pension

Sunk into depression

Congress is defecting

It's been adding to the tension

Came back from war

And he's been post traumatic stressing

Can't afford his medicine he took for his aggression

He needs help

Relying on this system that rejects him

Took away his benefits

But left him with his weapon

Bought a one way ticket

He's entering the thicket

To do the only thing that

He's thinking will make a difference like

Get down on the ground

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington

There's a cold wind blowing

I'm just warning and preparing ya

There's a cold wind blowing blowing

And it's coming for America

And it's coming for America

And it's coming for America

Get down on the ground

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington

It's a stick up

Nobody make a sound

Don't even hiccup

Or I'm emptying a round

I'm done playing games

So I'm going down in flames

Let it rain over Washington