More Middle Fingers

C F C This one's for the IRS, in bed with the damn politicians F And this one's for the boss, the hoss, who wouldn't let you off to go fishin' C And to the bulls and the bears on Wall Street, takin' you and me to the cleaner's F Man it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers C Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air F Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there G F I could use a few for the dude in the suit who cut me off in his brand new Beamer F F A# F C Man, it's stuff like that that made me wish I had more middle fingers C A# F Hit Me Brother, tell them about it B G C Hey, gimme one for the haters of The Son, yeah, the one in the hippie sandals F Yeah, and how 'bout one for the lack of respect for Mr. Jack and Charlie Daniels C If you don't like the troops and the red, white, and blue collar cold beer drinkers F F A# F C Well, it's folks like that that make me wish I had more middle fingers C Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air F Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there G F I could use a few for the dude in the suit who cut me off in his brand new Beamer F F A# F C Man, it's stuff like that that made me wish I had more middle fingers C A# F G F If you hate this song and you think it's wrong, for what it's worth G F My crowd'd be proud to turn you up a little little Free Bird C Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air F F Let 'em flip like you don't give a shit, like your mama ain't there C Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air F Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there G F I could use a few for the fat cats blowin' the roof off the bullshit meter F F A# F C Man, it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers F F A# F C Yeah, it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers C F More middle fingers