Gravel in the street   Shoestring century of abandoned pride   Remember how we laughed?   Remember how the world watched   As Congress cried?      The other day   A motorcade   Kicked its dust   On my dead lawn      He read it to his son   But the history book is yellow, done   Acid won   He'd read it from his mind   But it never seems to be the right time   Past his prime      You want to play   That old game   And shake my hand   With my pride?   You want to stay?   We say "no"   We say "no"   We say      Ride your ruckus   Ride your ruckus home   Ride your promise   Ride your promise home      We say "no"