ARS

Soft Belly

AMERICAN ROCK SOCIETY
Words by Adam Cochran, Music by Jim Hall and Marcus O'Daniel

VERSE 1
I don’t preach, I bleed
But not a victim, and not a leech
What will it take for this country
To name its enemy

I live free, while they bleed
Branded traitors, conspiracy
Whatever kills our dreams
Number one priority

CHORUS
My heart bursts at a Million miles a minute
Line em up, take em out for the treason
Back up until you see the big picture
Your friend smiles just like a politician
Where is your spine man?
What will you defend?
Peaceful killer just won’t stand
Cuz he’s got a knife in his soft belly

VERSE 2
Guilt and shame, the terms
Diplomatic, faceless germs
So protect your own and know
Your neighbors just sold their souls

You got problems, I heard
With patriotic, southern burns
You’ll never be welcome
In the place I call my home

I got a spoon man, don’t need you to feed me
I got two hands man, don’t need you to save me