American Stooge

He was a small-town Southern boy, born and bred
 Credit to his hard-working mother and dad
 Clutch of diplomas and a uniform
 Served his country, then he shipped back home
 Hung out his shingle, but it didn't take
 He had real big dreams that he could not shake
 Left that town with his hand on his heart
 Ready for his oath and his life to start
 Ah, he just can't lose
 He's all over the news
 Battin' sweet baby blues
 It's the American way
 To hell with the truth
 He's suckin' up to the dude
 He's an American stooge
 And maybe he likes it that way
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 Once he stood at a fork in the road
 Scratchin' his head which way to go
 Power on his left, conscience on his right
 A soul in the balance in a knockdown fight
 When he's not kissin' the ring and levelin' threats
 He's proud to be your favorite hypocrite
 Polishin' sound bites for the folks at home
 A moth to a flame and a microphone
 I just can't lose
 I'm all over the news
 Battin' my sweet baby blues
 It's the American way
 To hell with the truth
 I'm suckin' up to the dude
 I'm an American stooge
 And, baby, I like it that way
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 We all fall down
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 Ah, I just can't lose
 To hell with the truth
 I'm an American stooge
 And I like it that way
 I'm starting to ooze
 From my head to my shoes
 I'm an American stooge
 Don't care if there's hell to pay
 I just can't lose
 I'm all over the news
 Battin' my sweet baby blues
 It's the American way
 To hell with the truth
 I'm suckin' up to the dude
 I'm an American stooge
 And, baby, I like it that way
 I like it that way
 I like it that way
 I like it that way
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 I like it
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 Very stable genius