Were All Compost In Training

G Am F 2x C G Am i want freedom not a boss that comes in a forty ounce bottle of anything or F taped scotch paper C G Am i eat meat and drive trucks and shoot guns and don't trust in the federal F government to solve our problems C G Am you might think Im joking but Im not a republican call me when your F president pulls out of Afghanistan C G Am because that's the day Ill get a cell phone number and you can call and F C leave a message on voice mail that day C G Am F 2x C G Am i fell asleep smoking so Id wake up on fire because that might get me out F of bed for a while C G Am and back into battle with the things that I breathe and the holes in my F arms and the way that i think C G Am and if freedom is doing what i want well that means I gotta know what that F is not just what it isn't C G Am so Ill dig up the dirt and Ill throw down some seeds because the world F C G needs more spinach not more motherfuckers like me Am motherfuckers like me C G Am F