Southern Hospitality lyrics

Pull up a chair Make yourself at home There's a cooler on the back porch And dinner's on the stove Shaking hands with a tic tac smile Under the couch there's a loaded rifle Piss me off and the two of you will meet Steel in your teeth Southern hospitality Sins of our fathers have been passed to me Never question my beliefs My tradition is the one and only Welcome to paradise It's heaven on earth But if you don't fit the mold Then you belong in the dirt Fall in line to our fearless leaders Paid off preachers and flat broke teachers Don't you know that ignorance is bliss Southern hospitality Sins of our fathers have been passed to me Never question my beliefs My tradition is the one and only Penitent to pestilence Weaponized to bring the end This is the end Southern hospitality Raising hell through piety Southern hospitality You are killing me