Real Compred to What
Sock it to me! Some great song, some fantastic performance.
President he`s got his war
Folks don`t know just what it`s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt they call it treason
We`re chicken feathers
All without one nut goddamn it
Tryin` to make it real compared to what
I remember the first time I head this song at Roy McLean's house one sunny afternoon when I was in high school. Must have been 1970, not too long after it first came out. As amazing tonight as it was then.
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