Andrew Jackson Jihad - Truckers are the blood

^GDon't know if I believe in god But somet^Cimes I pray ^Em Because the way I was raised Keeps ^Dme afraid

^G A scientist that has to h^Cave his way ^Em I subsist of a steady d^Diet of shame

^CI hope ^EmI can forg^Give me For h^Caving the n^Emerve to ex^Dist ^CI hope ^Emsomeone can h^Gelp me ^CMake some s^Emense of th^Gis

^G I work a ten hour grave ^C From nine to seven ^Em And I can't fall asleep ^D Until eleven past eleven

^G There's no drug that I can take ^C That will keep me from being awake ^Em Past my, p^Dast my bedtime

^GTruckers are the blood in the veins of the body of ^CAmerica ^EmStates are the arms and the legs and the brains and the ^Deyes ^GThere's a disease spreading from organ to ^Corgan And ^Emyou are the white blood cell that f^Dixes the problem

^CYou don't k^Emnow your own ^Gpower ^CYou don't k^Emnow what you're ^Dworth ^CYou don't r^Emecognize your v^Galor And unti^Cl you do, nothing you do will m^Datter