It was a rough night,
Turned into years in an unknown land
Jut a grudge fight,
Cooked up by the DC suits on hand
We had a hard time,
But we tried to understand
These born-again, gunpoint libertines

Then they sold us down the face of the might river,
Sold turpentine for tea
Hold me now it's the evil liberator,
And he's coming with a gang of thieves

In the firelight,
Of the torched out refineries
He sat upright,
The poster boy for the IMC
A poor man fights and dies for what a rich man only believes,
Sure as a blind man does note see the floor

Then they sold us down the face of the might river,
Sold turpentine for tea
Hold me now it's the evil liberator,
And he's coming with a gang of thieves

And they say no battleship too big for the war emporium
It's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from
'Cause we're hiding in the wings, we're the super neocons
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline

You know you'll have it coming if you say there is nothing to see

In the desert night,
They listened for the baying of the hounds
But it wasn't quite right,
No sign of the weather underground
And they were keepin' a sharp eye,
But they never saw what they had found
At last it was only you and me

Well then they sold us down the face of the might river,
Sold turpentine for tea
Hold me now it's the evil liberator,
And he's coming with a gang of thieves

And they say no battleship too big for the war emporium
It's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from
'Cause we're hiding in the wings, we're the super neocons
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

No battleship too big for the war emporium
It's give it all you got son and go back to where you're from
'Cause we're hiding in the wings, we're the super neocons
We got bombs and they got barrels of gasoline

You know you'll have it coming if you say that there is nothing to see