Hey go on and say
All the ugly things you want to say
I've watch you burn the flag
That gives you the right to talk that way
And you desecrate the graves of the ones
Who died and gave you your rights
All I can say boy is, how do you sleep at night?
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Make them beg for the days of old
They let the dream of America go
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Did you learn to hate your home in some ivy league school
Or did you cross the border
Already thinking we were fools
Remember though when it comes to blows
It won't be no politician that throws
Its going to be some hard old boys
Who know how to lock and load
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Make them beg for the days of old
They let the dream of America go
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Make them beg, for the days of old
Cause we won't let America go
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
We won't let the dream of freedom go
Come on boys let's let the bad times roll
Writer(s): Paul Westerberg
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