Don't Let the Bastards Win

When I sit down I try to taper the rule and try to write it all out This radio town Has been rubbing us raw Are we settling now Bite the cord and spit We've got to let it in It's "Us" and "We" and "Them" Don't let the bastards win Think I'm coming down With a ten-dollar fever And a case of the clouts But if you stick around There's a waterfall waiting At the end of the route Bite the cord and spit We've got to let it in It's "Us" and "We" and "Them" Don't let the bastards win We've been feeling our favor Living the goddamned dream And still, we stare at the fire Like it's a movie screen Well would you look at us now Crying like babies as we figure us out We've got boots on the ground In this war of redemption and crippling doubt Rite the col to end The people we have been It's "Us" and "We" and "Them" Don't let the bastards win Don't let the bastards win