You gotta wear shades Gotta walk in the parade Gotta be fly like superman Gotta take a seat while you can Gotta be like him Gotta look like her Gotta bring in that coin Gotta know not infer Gotta do this And not do that Gotta wear the right kind Of baseball hat. Gotta walk that way Gotta smile pearly white Gotta dance not sway Gotta stay home at night Gotta drink Coors But piss on Bud Light Gotta believe that science Is always first-time-right. Gotta have the right opinions And leave the left behind Gotta give in to dominion Gotta spend up all your time On the prescribed distractions The thirty second clips Gotta clap at the right time Gotta loudly bash on undocumented trips Gotta build the wall Gotta laugh when they fall Gotta lock ‘em up Gotta have a big Ford truck. Gotta love the food but Gotta hate the farmers Gonna raise the mood By toasting the imaginary “Enemy who harms us” Gotta be obnoxious Gotta have that bling Gotta eat what comes out the Plastic box when the microwave Goes ping. Gotta be like him Gotta look like her Gotta know the lines to parrot Gotta wear leather but never fur Gotta be a raging hypocrite Gotta be a bigoted shit Gotta invest yourself in What she does with she And he does with it. Gotta praise the God Almighty For being all of the above To prove you love America You gotta put the finger on the trigger And the hand in the glove Gotta fly the colors Gotta make the grade Gotta know when Uncle Sam calls You are gonna throw the grenade At the wrong kinda people Who we cannot leave to breathe Gotta pretend we live like Kings While we scrabble on our knees. Gotta light the fire but Gotta push down all desire To think for ourselves While the waves of oppression Get higher and higher And higher.