Tag Archive: song: Social Memory Complex

Cowed to Be an American

I thought this up on the car ride to Asheville, when I was trying to keep myself awake.

And I'm cowed to be an American
Where the drones are watching me
And I won't forget the men who died
In that no-knock raid last week
And I'll gladly lay down on the ground
With my arms behind my back
'Cause there ain't no doubt that I'm under arrest
God help the USA
Written on Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Tags: humor, song