Jimmy Buffett - Livingston's Gone to Texas (In Album High Cumberla lyrics

Oh yeah my big brother, lets take good care of each other

I know your motivation is working for a good cause

Along the way you're saving us all from a lot of problems

Still your words sound like ethnic cleansing

The crowds shout in ideological frenzy

Experts preaching of a disease they only encountered in their world of theories

So pick out an experimental child and mark him for the rest of his life

What you end up with is creating a misfit

Not saved from the wrong path but turned into an outcast

Oh yeah my big brother, carrying me on your strong shoulders

Protecting me, providing me my private shelter

Preventing crime and keeping the scum away from our streets

So silence that ugly voice of these punks that are outlaws by choice

Creating my own destruction will teach me the consequences of disobedience

Committing a crime never means what you agree is a personal freedom

A modern witch hunt performing another political stunt

My resurrection, the flame is strong inside of me

Spread the infection, my voice is straight and clear

I won't fake just to make you listen to my view on things

I won't make the world your way

I won't bow before your condemning eyes to have you on my side

I won't fake just to make you listen to my view on things

I won't make the world your way