American Middle Class Lyrics

Tear this poor house down
When you know how to build it back
Hammer and nails between your heart and your hometown
So you can carry this country on your back
Mama flew the Keds sign
On the back of my little white shoes
Daddy never crossed the picket line
It was hard but we made it through
Only had one little pair of stonewashed jeans
With a label on the back
I'm a product of the never give up
American Middle Class
Tear this poor house down
When you know how to build it back
Hammer and nails between your heart and your hometown
So you can carry this country on your back
Got my education at a school they could afford
Scholarships went to the rich and the grants went to the poor
So I stood behind a little downtown bar
For spending money, books and gas
To be a certified member of the work too much
American Middle Class
Now daddy can't get his pension or social security
Worked thirty damn years in a coal mine
Feeding welfare families
Struggle hard and hide it well
Sure ain't rich and you sure as hell
Ain't poor enough to get one little break
'Cause everything would collapse
Without the hardworking, God-loving, members of
The American Middle Class
Tear this poor house down
When you know how to build it back
Hammer and nails between your heart and your hometown
So you can carry this country on your back