Don’t Believe The Junk They Put On You

Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road
With a bottle and a pistol in his coat
Said, "I learned a thing or two
About the things I never knew"
Don't believe the junk they put on you
Don't believe, don't believe, don't believe

They rolled Jesus Christ in a cave
And the people worshipped at his grave
Said, "The ages have buried me
Robbed me with stupidity"
And don't believe the junk they put on you
Don't believe, don't believe

Daniel Johnston was a worried man
He knew about the devil's plan
There's ashes on the corn
For every sucker born
Don't believe the junk they put on you
Don't believe, don't believe, don't believe

Now I'm biting on the bullet hard
As I'm fending back these prison guards
There's so much I don't need
Shove that banjo up your sleeve
And don't believe the junk they put on you
Don't believe, don't believe, don't believe
Don't believe, don't believe, don't believe