Burning Flag

They want to sell it out

Buy it up

Dumb it down

A good god is hard to find

I’ll join the crowd that

Wants to see me dead

Right now I feel I belong

For the first time

Multiply your death

Divide by sex

Add up the violence and

What do you get?

We are all just stars and we’re waiting

We are all just scarred and we’re hating

We are all just stars on your burning flag

You can point your gun at me

And hope it will go away

If god was alive,

He would hate you anyway

My right wing is flapping

The left one is gray

Let’s hear it for the kids but

Nothing they say

They gyrate and G-rate

On Election Day

We got out ABC’s and our F U C K

But if god was alive,

stars on your burning flag