Red Necks - Blur (模糊乐队)

Written by：Alex James/Damon Albarn/Dave Rowntree/Graham Coxon

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

Okay I want y'all to sit real comfy

With your real comfy ten gallons on back of your head

Just relax okay it's good to be here

Here we go uh boys ah

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 why

Twelve gauges in their back hell would stop their mopin'

I'm a truckin' red stop and I just refuse to die

Graham you will never die

It's what they call chemistry

You're American you're never gonna die

You play billiards like that man

You ain't never gonna die

The good Lord above will take care of that

I get free coffee fill ups at my favorite Denny's place

Find a couple of teabags and I kick them in the face

Sure is d**n good fun pinchin' that waitress's a**

When I go on tour gonna get me a pass

Hell don't want no f**kin' limey gettin' on my godd**n case

Woo that's in the east wood

You gotta go to the wood and go east

It's in the east wood go west brother

We showed them injuns somethin'

Any of my uh the boys here wanna say a few words

To the audience at home

Well you know you've grown up and I obviously haven't

Woo hope you go on happy with your miller's Coors light

I've got every Beatles record