Why´d ya go der?!?

U.S. Embassy Tegucigalpa cut us off
Waving U.S. passports to Honduran security
U.S. citizens not welcome there
Where´s the flag
when you finally want it?

Har, har, says the redneck
Ya miss it now, doncha?
Its refuge, protection, rights
No flag here, that´ll learn ya
That´ll learn ya real good

Learn ya not to go
to them foreign nations
like the ones I seen
A pitcher of.
Learn ya not to piss on freedom
and trade yer guns for doves

It´ll learn that
there ain´t no way
you need that bull type crap
Just turn on NASCAR
go to the lie berry
eat yer flake flakes
or take a goddang, freakin´nap!

Ain´t no way the godless hordes
need yer sympathy
yer learnin´them
that laz-e-ness
with earn ém room and board

Whats in that place
yer goin´to
ya can´t find back at home?
some funny words?
Some dirty food?
and kitchens filled with poo?

They got no law
They don´t keep time
and all their beef is lean.
They ain´t got FORD
or Pictionary
jest tortillers, rice, n´beans.

Them folks down there
I´m sure they´re fine
They got a right to live
But they got freakin´chickens
coming out of everwheres
and thirty ´goddang, freakin´kids.

Pity them folks
or give em alms n dollars
but why´dya wanna go chat em up?
They got no regular type teeth
They ain´t got ways thats civvy-lized
but let all hell run loose off the leash