The man will not wear a face mask
He argues, he clings to his addiction
When he arrives at the liquor store
He smiles, he believes he's a good Christian
He shouts at a woman
He spits at a journalist
He kicks a pigeon
On his way in
He gets drunk, he attends the protest
His American heart is rotting inside his chest
The man will not stay home
He lies, he has the best religion
As he wanders around the hardware store
He sweats, his soul is up for auction
He gets drunk, he attends the protest
His American mouth is the loudest on the tv set