I don't want to run, I don't want to stay   'Cause everything that's near and dear is old and in the way   Emergency has gone, apathy rolling on   Time to take a stand, redneck wonderland      Got you in my sights, spotlit by the fence   If it's love you're faking it's 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, it's poor bugger me   Something less than grand, redneck wonderland