Fetchin Bones Sammy Lyrics

Sammy is so well to do
A bad guy in red, white and blue
There he came down the street
Twirling a baton and stomping his feet
On the 4th of July it rains
It always rains on the 4th
The sky goes black on the 4th of July

You know it pours
Laws pour out of the sky like bombs
Underdogs underground so long from East to West
He pushed his glistening black car He marveled that it was so far
Locked like a vault, empty and huge
Our stars turn to bars
The red, white and blue
I don't feel proud, I don't feel free
The cop show switch off Sammy the cop show
I don't feel proud and I don't feel free

No peace, no piece of apple pie
No peace for me, black skies
Everybody look up the sky is falling