IntroYou're Playin' Dj On Our Road Trip And My Ears Are Going NumbIt's Taking Every Bit Of Patience Not To Mute It With My ThumbMaybe Pretend That It Malfunctioned And I'll Fix It When We StopBut Then You Say "This One's My Favorite" And You Crank The Volume KnobVerse 1You Don't Square Dance In Your Daisy Dukes Or Line Up In Your BootsYou're Favorite 'Burban Type Is "Sub", You're More Salon Than You're SaloonThe Only Farms You've Ever Seen Are In Stardew Or Harvest MoonSo How'd The Anti-Howdy-Doody Get So Hooked On Country Tunes?I've Tried To Give It All A Chance, I Promise You I DidBut I Can't Tell When One Song Ends And When The Next Hit Song BeginsTwenty Minutes In... Lets Just Call It What It IsEvery So-Called Country Classic Sounds A Little Bit Like ThisChorusA Big Bar Crowd Sing-A-LongA Four-Chord Kinda Country SongWhere The Chorus Always Mentions BeerAnd The Title (The Title!) The Title Hits Loud And ClearVerse 2Its Always So Repetitive, They've Got Nothing To SayEvery Aspect Is Generic, Every Lyric Feels ClichéI Respect The Men And Women And The Instruments They PlayBut The Hacks That They Are Backing Have Put All Their Skills To WasteCause The Stars Are All So Similar, So Handsome, Could It BeAnother Well-Connected White Boy Up And Moved To TennesseeHas A Network Out In Nashville, Plays A Chord Or Two Or ThreeAdd A Fourth And Ride A Horse And You Can End Up On Tv Singin'ChorusA Big Bar Crowd Sing-A-LongA Four-Chord Kinda Country SongWhere The Chorus Always Mentions BeerAnd The Title (The Title!) The Title Hits Loud And ClearBridgeDid You Ever Think That I Don't Care About The Lyrics Or The ThemesI Don't Need My Entertainment To Be More Than What It SeemsIts Importance Doesn't Hinge On If The Chords Are All UniqueThese Are All The Songs My Dad Put On The Stereo For MeAnd All My Oldest Memories, As Far Back As They GoFrom The Car Seat To The Front Seat All Involved The RadioBlaring Toby, Keith Or Urban, Other Names I Barely KnowAnd When I Hear Them He Is Here Like He Was 20 Years AgoAnd Maybe When It Came To This He Was A Simple ManDidn't Listen For The Lyrics, Didn't Care For Indie BandsSo Attack Me For My Music Choice, I Know It's Pretty BadBut I Love These Simple Songs 'Cause They Remind Me Of My DadOutroSo Just Let Me Sing AlongCause He Comes Through In These Country SongsIn The Car Its Almost Like He's HereAnd Can I Hear Him... Yeah I Can Hear Him... Loud And Clear
