I dont want to run I dont want to stay
Cos everything thats near and dear is old and in
decay
Emergency has gone, apathy rolling on
Time to take a stand
Redneck
wonderland
Got you in my sights, spotlit by the fence
If your small youre faking, its just
common sense
Brick and tile for miles, rolling in the aisles
Rifle in my hand
Redneck
wonderland
Well the streets are clean, nothing gets away
I can see the beauty treatment
draining from your face
It is vision free, its poor bugger me
Something less than
grand
Redneck wonderland
