State Of The Union

During verse During Chorus e|---3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----2-----2-----2----------3--------------3------| B|---3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3----------3--------------3------| G|---0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----2-----2-----2----------0--------------0------| D|---------------------------0-----------0----------------2--------------2------| A|---3-----2-----0-------------------------------------------------------2------| E|---------------------3-----------2-----------0-------------------------0------| Intro verse 1 My brother's a fascist, lives in Palacios, fishes the pier every night He hoslters his glock in a double retention, he smokes while he waits for a bite He don't like the Muslims, he don't like the Jews He don't like the Blacks and he don't trust the news He hates the Hispanics and alternative views, he'll tell you it's tough to be white verse 2 My sister's a Christian, she likes to go fishin', she don't mind my brother at all He puts her on redfish and flounder and trout, and they tear up the flats in the fall She gets back to Dallas all sun burnt and sour Worn out from slinging plugs hour after hour Seeing spots when she closes here eyes in the shower, she don't see a conflict at all Chorus 1 It's the state of the union I guess It's always been iffy at best We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed It's the state of the union I guess We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed It's the state of the union I guess Interlude verse 3 Mother turned eighty, consummate lady, we took her to Golden Corral 'Cos she likes the Yeast Rolls and Bourbon Street Chicken, we oughta known better by now 'Cos me and my brother got into it good I called him a hick and he called me a hood He said Dad always treated his Mexican's good, I guess you think you're better somehow verse 4 Yeah you think you're better, cardigan sweater, snowflake if ever there was You think you're so cool 'cos you did good in school, you got whipped every day on the bus Sister let out for the shop and got worse Went to Wednesday night prayer at the new Christian church With a cross on her neck and a nine in her purse, she might be the wisest of us Chorus 2 It's the state of the union I guess We're all in a hell of a mess We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed It's the state of the union I guess It's the state of the union I say Christmas dinner, might be hell to pay So how 'bout them Cowboys and have a blessed day It's the state of the union I say It's the state of the union I guess It's always been iffy at best We'll do all we're able with what we got left It's the state of the union I guess We'll do all we're able with what we got left It's the state of the union I guess