The Funk Country Blues
I got them funked up country blues
A skin type your born with a blood type you'll never lose
I tell ya people that funk country just aint cool
So i got them funk country blues
Raisin that rising salt
Toilin at that soil erosion
Irradiated by the sun
Like those moruroa maralinga nuclear explosions
Yeah i got the bad news
Kids score it by the dose
They heard about the good news
They copped it from adults
So its lucky where living in the lucky country
Where some people found a home
That some folks lost
So i got them funked up country blues
A skin type your born with
A blood type you'll never lose
I tell you people that funk country just aint cool
So i got them funk country blues
Lost in the great cultural divide
Between social justice and nazional pride
A wonder what some people must endure
It scares the hell out of the working class
And keeps the upper class secure
So we vote by superstition
Pay taxes to magicians
Divided into tribes i fear
Like dorothy in oz
Or alice in wonderland
Where people can just up and disappear
Now I've got them funked up country blues
A skin type your born with
A blood type you'll never lose
I tell you people that funk country just aint cool
So i got those funk country blues
Yeah like them folk punks
Singing them western grunge tunes
I got those you got those we got those
Funk country blues
A skin type your born with a blood type you'll never lose
I tell ya people that funk country just aint cool
So i got them funk country blues
Raisin that rising salt
Toilin at that soil erosion
Irradiated by the sun
Like those moruroa maralinga nuclear explosions
Yeah i got the bad news
Kids score it by the dose
They heard about the good news
They copped it from adults
So its lucky where living in the lucky country
Where some people found a home
That some folks lost
So i got them funked up country blues
A skin type your born with
A blood type you'll never lose
I tell you people that funk country just aint cool
So i got them funk country blues
Lost in the great cultural divide
Between social justice and nazional pride
A wonder what some people must endure
It scares the hell out of the working class
And keeps the upper class secure
So we vote by superstition
Pay taxes to magicians
Divided into tribes i fear
Like dorothy in oz
Or alice in wonderland
Where people can just up and disappear
Now I've got them funked up country blues
A skin type your born with
A blood type you'll never lose
I tell you people that funk country just aint cool
So i got those funk country blues
Yeah like them folk punks
Singing them western grunge tunes
I got those you got those we got those
Funk country blues
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Baines
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