Me just blowing off some steam about a law I dislike.
I don’t drink, but as I thought, forward this thought came
And surprisingly, my friends feel the same
When I’m 18, I can die for the country I love
But I can’t drink till I’m 21 or above
They trust us to pick the leader of the free world
But not with the bottle, or chaos we may be hurled
So when I’m 18, I can fight for freedom and pick who’s on top
But till I’m 21, I have to do it without a drop
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