Your Dogs

I see it
 I get it
 I promise you I do
 Your mom walked out on you
 When you were only two
 You've grown up believing
 That this country is a bore
 Your a dad three times
 And your only twenty four
 The Christians on the radio
 They act like your're scum
 Self righteous congressmen
 They bastard each and every one
 I don't read the bible
 But I try to love you man
 Every flaw and violent act
 I think I understand
 But your dogs
 Your dogs
 What's fun about those
 The tat on your neck and the ring through your nose
 The weed, the jump through the violent pornography
 Don't think you want to be just a little more like me
 I still have hopes
 You can join our community
 More of us than you
 But we welcome the diversity
 You're not quite trash like the other neighbors say
 If you want to challenge stereotypes then join the P.T.A.
 At night when your pitbulls are scaring our children
 My wife, I'll be honest here, wants me to shoot them
 Sometimes I bet my fantasy is fun
 But your dogs
 Your dogs
 What's fun about those
 The tat on your neck and the ring through your nose
 The weed the jump through the violent pornography
 Don't you think you want to be just a little more like me
 But that's only at night when I'm not really thinking
 And your listening to Metallica in your backyard drinking
 The rest of the time I think we get along fine
 I've never judged you I'm a live and let live guy
 But your dogs
 Your dogs
 What's fun about those
 The tat on your neck and the ring through your nose
 The weed the jump through the violent pornography
 Don't think you want to be just a little more like me