Patriotic flags are in the air

With empty pockets, empty hearts but heavy chairs

On a road

We’ re all supposed to be on

Pale monsters from another age

Mongering disgust and racial rage

Twist my guts

Don’t know ‘bout you boy

You see them in your driveway

On the TV, on Sunday

Spout nonsense

For anything disgraceful

Behind in evolution

They seek tribal solutions

On our heads

On our heads

Are you there

In your head

Until the cells in your brain are all dead

Fire ahead

Shots of lead

This inconsistency of reason

‘Till the sky clears from up ahead

‘Till the moment we are all dead

Lunacy

Will overpower reason

From every corner

Right hands rise again

Ponting fingers to the niggers of this earth

To the weak and the sexually different

I hear you from my car seat

I’d punch you in a heartbeat

Were you

To stand before me

Shove your flags up your asses

We know you’re coward lassies

Go right the

Fuck ahead