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 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 We all fall down 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 I like it Very stable genius