Profanity-heavy tongue-in-cheek country song about disagreement. Written & recorded February 2015.
I think in order to understand you I 'd have to shed my skin
I think in order to really know you I'd have to fit in the space you're in
Reactions only make sense in light of what's been done to you
What that was I can't imagine all that you've been through
Communication's broken down, there's nothing left to do
So fuck off, so fuck off: the default relation tween you and me
Oh fuck off, and your mama too, and all the shit she did to you
We don't like the same damned things, I think it's safe to say
We barely live in the same world; I wish you'd stay the hell away
The things you choose to eat and vote for, do you even care?
What you want I can't imagine are you even a person under there?
It’s not on point to think of you as someone
That I could be in another life
Why would you point to humanity as a common bond?
‘Cause it’s a bond that’s chafing me
Well, harmony has long left town, but one note still rings true
So fuck off, so fuck off: the default position for society
To rub off, its cakey shit, into our eyes so we can’t see
So fuck off, and keep on fuckin’ off, never can fuck off far enough
Keep fuckin’ on, and all that stuff
I signed no contract, I can’t stand you ‘round here