Dustin Ransom Our American Way
Verse 1:
Willie was a man who knew you, baby
Sitting on a leather throne
But Willie wouldn't stand to meet you, baby
Unless you were left alone
Now everybody knew you were having fun
Doing what you wanted to do
But Willie said you must have brought it on yourself
When that junkie put his hands on you
Chorus 1:
Now I know it's not okay
But it's just our American way
To play the game
Of who's left to blame
Verse 2:
Annie was a woman who prayed on Sunday
Waiting on the Lord to come
Jesus said, “I never knew you, Annie
You were looking out for number one.”
Annie said, “You must be joking, Jesus
I've been on every TV show
Telling everyone they're gonna burn in hell
With the Muslim homosexuals.”
Chorus 2:
Now I know it's not okay
But it's just our American way
To play the game
Of who's left to blame
Verse 3:
David was a man who made his money
Picking peaches from a holy tree
God said, “David, whatchu doing, man?
That's the fruit I told you not to eat.”
David ran away with the cash in hand
Looking for a place to hide
Well he bought himself a mansion and a family too
Selling Jesus to suburbanites
Chorus 3:
Now I know it's not okay
But it's just our American way
To play the game
Of who's left to blame
Chorus 4:
Now I know it's not okay
But it's just our American way
To change the game
When you're the one to blame
Yeah
