Michael Friedman - I'm Not That Guy lyrics

[JACKSON] I wish that you were dead so that I Could paint your face a different color Who was it that ever said that my Life really couldn't get any duller My family's dead and I can't see a way to carry on I'm not that guy I'm not that guy Life s**s And my life s**s in particular Life s**s And my life s**s in particular When you have no one to show you what to do How do you find your way? When your country doesn't have a place for you How do you have your say? How do you make them pay? (Spoken): Those wealthy New England Congress f**s would rather tax us and play polo all day than defend the frontier! No one's doing anything about it! Everyone around here's all pissed off but no one's taking a stand. So I guess then that it's...I guess then that it's up to me! 1-2-3-4! There's nothing left in this whole town Pick up your life and move it around And what is here for me in Tennessee? Pick up your rifle and make a stand You always said I should be like that guy And guess what I'm telling you I'm not that guy I'm not that guy Who am I? I'm Andrew f**ing Jackson And my life s**s in particular Life s**s And my life s**s in particular The rain will rain down The blood will bleed out The sweat will sweat...uh...forth How can I be that guy? How can I be that guy?