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One winter my granddad moved in with us

I guess he was in between jails

As old as the bank in the middle of town, and

Soft as a sack of nails

He’d sit and drink beer in the living room

Rant about taxes and war

He’d curse and he’d yell and he’d drink and complain

And pound his cane on the floor

Then he’d stop and say «God Bless America,»

Then he’d drink and he’d yell some more

He ground us all down by Memorial Day

When Mama made Dad throw him out

I asked, as he packed up his duffle bag

What all of the noise was about

He gathered himself for a minute

As Perry Mason might do

He said «How many people are there in this world

Who would give up their lives for you?»

I thought as hard as a 10 year old can

But I only came up with two

Somehow he got us an automobile

And we drove through the Maryland sun

We passed through Bethesda at twelve fifteen

And crossed the Potomac at one

We ended our journey at Arlington

Where Robert E Lee used to stand

And the national graveyard is up on a hill

Watching over George Washington’s land

I’d never seen so many tombstones

So I took my grandfather’s hand

We saw soldiers with guns and one with a bugle

And a family lost in pain

A folded flag in a young woman’s arms —

You could tell she would never be the same

Granddad said, «There are 400,000 here, row after row after row

Each of them willing to die for a 10 year old boy they will never even know

He said, «War is the stupidest thing in the world and it

Sometimes has to be done

When all the bodies come home at the end

You can’t always tell who’s won

You asked about all of the yelling

You’re wondering about all the beer

I’m nearing the end of a long hard life

And my friends are all in here.»

He climbed to the seat of a little stone bench

And he smoothed his ragged gray hair

He turned to his brothers and sisters in arms

Like he had invited them there

Then he gathered himself, and opened his lungs

And blistered the sanctified air

I won’t pay for the president’s limousine

​Or the goddamn vice president’s beer

When I pay my taxes on April 15

Every goddamn penny goes here

You could boil the congress in oil

And the whole blessed country would cheer

I do what I want with the taxes I pay

But all of my money goes here

That was a really long time ago

The old guy eventually passed

He’s there with his buddies in Arlington

Thank God he’s quiet at last

I visit him every Memorial Day

And I take my whole family there

We gather ourselves by his tombstone

And look like a family in prayer

Then like one legged soldiers with beer in our bellies

We blister the sanctified air

I won’t pay for the president’s limousine

Or the goddamn vice president’s beer

When I pay my taxes on April 15

Every goddamn penny goes here

The Democrats and the Republicans

They lie to us year after year — I say

Screw them all, down to the last sorry bastard

Ignorant self-absorbed criminal blowhards

Life in a cesspool would be too damn good for them

But I’m going to stop now before I get angry

And pay my respects to the man and his comrades

With expletives, outrage and beer

I do what I want with the taxes I pay

And all of my money goes here

Every sacred penny goes here

All of my money goes here

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