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Strung Out Suburban Teenage Wasteland Blues Firecracker The other day I swear to God I got a letter in the mail that said register with us or you're gonna go to jail you'll be put inside a cage, then forced to enlist. Well I laughed out loud, said I won't comply to be labeled as one of those who qualify to be shipped off to fight some fucking war. 'Cause war's not about policy religion, it's about economy and I'm not dying to set your country free! I'll never bow to your expectations, I never have I never will I'm not a puppet, pawn, or figurehead, I'm a man of my own free will our freedoms are slowly surrendered as they take more than their fill how much power is ever enough for the men, the men on Capitol Hill. They're cuttin's back on welfare, IL legalizing harmlessness, am I the only one to see there's something wrong with this I don't have the answers, won't pretend to say I will but to put my trust in government, I think I'd rather kill! Oh mighty word democracy spells freedom for you and me the books have all been written and the prophets denied little by little watch this state begin to fall as we awaken from this dream and find ourselves nailed to the wall Oh firecracker patriotic lire, you were burnin' bright the day the country died, in all your glory in all your Pride. Light the way torch of Liberty, light the sky for the whole world to see, in all your glory in all your pride. |
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