Mary Chapin Carpenter - On With The Song lyrics

This isn't for the ones who blindly follow Jingoistic bumper stickers tellin' you To love it or leave it and you'd better love Jesus And get out of the way of the Red, White, and Blue This isn't for the ones who buy their six-packs At the 7-Eleven where the clerk makes change Whose accent makes clear (he) sure ain't from here They call him a camel jockey instead of his name [Chorus:] No, this is for the ones who stand their ground When the lines in the sand get deeper When the whole world seems to be upside down And (the) shots bein' taken get cheaper, cheaper This isn't for the ones who would gladly swallow Everything their leader would have them know Bowing and kissin' while the truth goes missin' "Bring it on," he crows, puttin' on his big show This isn't for the man who can't count the bodies Can't comfort the families, can't say when he's wrong Playin' "I'm the decider," like some sort of Messiah While another day pa**es and a hundred souls gone [Chorus] This is for the ones that I see above me Three little stars in a great big sky Light for the world and hope for the weary They try This isn't for the ones with their radio signal Callin' for bonfires and boycotts, they rave Exhorting their listeners to spit on the sinners While countin' the bucks of advertising, they'll say [Tag Chorus:] This isn't for you and you know who you are Just do what you want 'cause I know that you can But I gotta be true to myself and to you So on with the song, I don't give a damn