dyslextasy - Imperial Stout
	lyrics
As I was sitting there, at the bar drinking an Imperial Stout (that one with the star) It got me thinking, about this war Not sure if anyone thought it'd get this far We are imperial, and we are stout You got us into this, who will get us out? We are terrified of what you'll do We miss those good ol' days like '62 The money is soaked in oil, and the blood runs off Still see your fingerprints, but you'll get off The blood of the innocent runs past your shoes Better get those talking points for the evening news We are imperial, and we are stout You got us into this, who will get us out? We are terrified of what you'll do We miss those good ol' days like '92 And here's something that you should think about, As you're spreading freedom with a bullet There's a term for when the seeds you sow fail to flower: "former super power" "former super power" "former super power"! We are imperial, and we are stout You got us into this, now get us out! We are terrified of what you'll do We miss those good ol' days before we knew you