If You Have a Right to Burn My Flag (Then I Have A Right To Kick Your Ass)

Land of the free, home of the brave
Have you ever asked yourself how’d it get that way?
Times are a changin' El Presidente has lost his mind
Everything is upside down and that just ain’t right
You don’t like the country
You don’t like our flag
I bet you think we don’t give a damn about that
There’s a million pissed off rednecks just like me
And we’re all sick of this bull shit on T.V.
I guess you didn’t know you don’t mess with General Lee
If you have the right to burn my Flag
I have the right to kick your ass
You don’t like our traditions
You say we done you wrong
Why don’t you pack up your bags
And take your ass back home
This is my home, but son I’m mad as hell
And son I think whopin' your ass is worth a few nights in jail
There’s a million pissed off rednecks just like me
And we’re all sick of this bull shit called P. C
I guess you didn’t know you don’t mess with General Lee
If you have the right to burn my Flag
I have the right to kick your ass
If you have the right to burn my Flag
I have the right to kick your ass
There’s a million pissed off rednecks just like me
And we’re all sick of this bull shit on T. V
I guess you didn’t know you don’t mess with General Lee
If you have the right to burn my Flag
I have the right to kick your ass