Screw You, We're From Texas

I got on my cowboy boots, jeans, and a lawyer's shirt

Mirrored sunglasses with mobile phone

I guess I looked like some Port Aransas dope dealer

That's out on bail, just tryin' to get home

But I ain't in jail, and I got me a guitar

Got a little band that's hotter than a rocket

Sometimes we're sloppy, we're always loud

Tonight, we're just ornery and locked in the pocket

So screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, so, baby, screw you

Now, I love the USA and the other states, ah, they're okay

Texas is the place I wanna be

And I don't care if I ever go to Delaware anyway

'Cause we got Stubbs and Gruene Hall and Antone's

And John T's Country Store

We've got Willie, and Jacky Jack, Robert Earl

Pat, Cory, Charlie, and me, and so many more

So screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, screw you, sing it with me

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, screw you

Now, Texas gas gotten a bad reputation

Because of what happened in Dallas and Waco

And our corporations, uh, they are corrupt

And the politicians are swindlers and loco

But when it comes to music, my friend

I believe these words are as true as St. John the Revelator's

Our Mr. Vaughn was the best that there ever was

And no band was cooler than the 13th Floor Elevators

So screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

So screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, screw you

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, screw you

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

Screw you, we're from Texas

We're from Texas, screw you

We're from Texas, screw you