3 CATT Boogie

I’m hitting heavy, I’m swinging low

Slow and steady, I don’t know

Who can go the distance when karma comes gunning for you?

You can say what you want baby, but there aren’t nothing we can do

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation

And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation

Banks hedging bets for the next generation

And all while building us a big space station

I bought a Chevy in Idaho

Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know

But my existence is a glorified story of the truth

They can talk all they want baby, but that’s all they ever do

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation

And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation

Banks hedging bets for the next generation

And Wall Street’s stirring up the whole situation

So come and catch me, if you can

Maybe Egypt or Iran

Starting revolutions baby, hey that’s what I do

You can be who you want momma, but it’s better being you

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation

And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation

Banks hedging bets for the next generation

And Bobby’s upset because there aren’t nothing changing

There aren’t nothing changing