Why Can't We All Just Get Along?

©2009 Dave Clegg

Two good ol’ boys, 

in the Walmart parking lot,

Swappin’ knuckle sandwiches

With everything they’ve got.

They wear the same wife-beaters.

They’re from the same hometown. 

The Red Man stains between their teeth

Are the same shade of brown.

They use the same bad grammar, 

With the same accent.

They’re both big Georgia Bulldog fans,

Though, neither of them went.

All the things they have in common

Must now be ignored, 

'Cause one drives a Chevy

And the other drives a Ford

Why can’t we all just get along?

If I knew the answer I’d stick it in this song, oh but

One person’s right is always someone else’s wrong,

Why can’t we all just get along?

Two soccer moms,

Goin’ toe-to-toe.

You can see it all on YouTube

Thanks to cell phone video,

They fly the same team colors on the

Same mini vans

Same color fingernails on the

Same color hands.

Same color lipstick,

Same color boots,

Same trendy hairstyles with the 

Same color roots.

One shouts in anger

As they jerk each other’s hair,

“I brought the snacks last week,

That’s just not fair!”

Oh, why can't we all just get along?...

I’d love to teach the world to sing

In perfect harmony

But I’m still searching, trying to find

Just two folks who agree.

So pardon me if I don’t share

Your lofty expectations,

But you can have those oxymorons 

At the United Nations.

Why can’t we all just get along?

If I knew the answer I’d stick it in this song, oh but

One person’s right is always someone else’s wrong,

Why can’t we all just get along?