Step right up, step right in
We’re gonna make this thing fun again
Beatlemania, the summer of love
Ed Sullivan, psychedelic drugs
Lemonade days on wrap around porches
Plantation weddings on cotton picking corpses
Win big at the reservation
Shuttle service from the Greyhound station

Come on and do the revisionist history
Come on, say, it’s better how it was
Shake it up like the 1950’s
Draw a line between them and us
You know the steps now, don’t get dizzy
Come on and do the revisionist history

We got some lucky charms and Dirty Harry’s gun
HIV, Live Aid, the bloody glove
Snake oil on the tip of your tongue
Snake oil on the tip of your tongue

Come on and do the revisionist history
Come on, say, it’s better how it was
Shake it up like the 1950s
Draw a line between them and us
You know the steps now don’t get dizzy
Come on and do the revisionist history

This golf course lawn ain’t gonna water itself
I keep he keys to my Hummer right here on the shelf
This AR15 ain’t gonna load itself
I keep the b-b-b-bullets right here on the shelf
The sun is setting here on Halloween
For Wakandan kings and trans Barbie queens
The sun is setting here on Halloween
For Wakandan kings and trans Barbie queens

Come on and do the revisionist history
Come on, say, it’s better how it was
Shake it up, it’s the 2020’s
Draw a line between them and us
You know the steps now, don’t get dizzy
Come on and do the revisionist history

Other lyrics by Dave Hause:

A Knife In The Mud

We’re waiting on vultures We’re bags of blood There’s no knight coming in on horseback It’s a fight for a knife in the mud We’re a prayer …

Bible Passages

I put my pen down, it only writes words about you I look out my window, but you always trump the view No matter where I go All I see is you I took a look outside …

Cellmates

You should’ve seen us at twenty-two Like Bryan Kienlen’s first tattoo Way out of line, crooked, we were wild, we were loose Broken teeth and broken homes Long …

Enough Hope

Don’t it kind of make you laugh just to watch them try We sold them a crumb and then we ate the whole pie They fell in love with the mob so they put us in charge …

Look Alive

Oh, oh Oh, oh If I’m gonna pay for my sins, goddamn, I wanna sin some more I wanna feel Jameson burn and sing along to “Trusty Chords” I wanna swim out …