My father told me
"Son, it's futile to resist
You can topple the ideology,
but not the armies they enlist"

I questioned the intentions
of the boy scouts shouting "WAR!!"
"Well that's the sound of freedom, son"
he said (free to say no more)

But wait a minute, "dad",
did you actually say freedom?
Well, if you're dumb enough to vote,
you're fucking dumb enough to believe him

'Cause if this country
is so goddamn free,
then I can burn your fucking flag
where ever I damn well please

And I'm gonna stick it up your fucking ass!

I carried their anthem,
convinced it was mine
Rhymeless, unreasoned, conjecture
kept me in line

But then I stood back
and wondered what the fuck they had done to me
Made accomplice to all
that I'd promised I would never fucking be

Never be

You carry their anthem,
convinced that it's yours
Invitation to honour
Invitation to war

Bette Midler now assumes sainthood
Romaticize murder for morale
Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree my friend and,
"Gee, Wally, that's swell!"

FUCK THE TROOPS TO HELL!!!