You just can't make our Bud
You just can't make our Bud
By T-bone Gristle, Oakdale CA
In honor of Utah Phillips and the InBev bid to buy Anheuser-Busch
You can take our lathes and drills
and tractor factories
You can take our flour mills
and auto factories
You just can't make our Bud
You can make our blue jeans
You can make our toys and dolls
and all our I-beams
Until every working family falls
You just can't make our Bud
You can grow our avocados
and send us mad cows
You can grow our red tomatoes
Buy all the bellies of our sows
You just can't make our Bud
Foreclose on all our real estate
Take all our timber, too
Take every buck that's here to make
And leave us with the blues
You just can't make our Bud
You can have our whole damn future
and all derivatives
We don't care to be mature
You can have our heritage
You just can't make our Bud
You can make our bombs and missiles
We'll pay you for your oil
Take all our bells and whistles
Buy up our sacred soil
You just can't make our Bud.