And, yes, by "artless" I mean "lacking art, knowledge, or skill" as well as "poorly made, inartistic, clumsy, crude," but I also mean "naive, unsophisticated, guileless, open, frank, plain, unaffected, candid, sincere."
He really seems to be buying into the whole "Real American" myth. Note to Aaron Lewis: This is a ploy to get naive, unsophisticated, guileless, plain, unaffected types to vote Republican.
Consider some of the lyrics:
"I still live in the sticks where you wouldn't goNote this is the second time "an old dirt road" is mentioned in the song. "Old dirt roads" signal rural authenticity. That's why he keeps mentioning them. A town of 1200 is small, no doubt, but large enough to have paved roads. This is, after all, the 21st Century.
In a town of twelve hundred off an old dirt road"
This part made me laugh:
You'll never catch me out the house without my .9 or .45That ICP song started playing in my head: "You like to hunt a lot...so fucking what?"
I got a big orange tractor and a diesel truck
My idea of heaven is chasing wild tail bucks
And as a country boy I know I can survive
But we haven't gotten to the flag waving part. And by flag waving, I mean...literally...flag waving.
Now two flags fly above my landNow I don't have a problem with flag-waving. I just have a problem with obnoxious flag-wavers. Either they're wrapping their own self-righteousness in a flag or they're complaining that other people aren't doing the proper amount of waving.
That really sum up how I feel
One's the colors that fly high and proud
The red, the white, the blue
The other one's got a rattlesnake with a simple statement made
"Don't tread on me" is what is says and I'll take that to my grave
Either way, they can get on a boat to fuckoffity land, because I ain't buying it.
The last verse though is just sad:
Because this is meWank-wank-wank. Lee Greenwood said it first, and he said it better.
Proud to be American and strong in my beliefs
And I've said it before but I'll say it again
Because I never need a government to hold my hand
And I've said it before but I'll say it again
Because my family's always fought and died to save this land
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
Hey, I don't mind if a metalhead from Massachusetts slaps an NRA sticker on his truck and calls himself a "country boy." Just don't expect me to believe he's some kind of paragon of authenticity...