3 CATT Boogie

I’m hitting heavy, I’m swinging low
Slow and steady, I don’t know
Who can go the distance when karma comes gunning for you?
You can say what you want baby, but there aren’t nothing we can do

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And all while building us a big space station

I bought a Chevy in Idaho
Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know
But my existence is a glorified story of the truth
They can talk all they want baby, but that’s all they ever do

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Wall Street’s stirring up the whole situation

So come and catch me, if you can
Maybe Egypt or Iran
Starting revolutions baby, hey that’s what I do
You can be who you want momma, but it’s better being you

Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation
Banks hedging bets for the next generation
And Bobby’s upset because there aren’t nothing changing
There aren’t nothing changing