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My father told me "son, it's futile to resist, You can topple ideology but not the armies they enlist." I questioned the intentions of the boy scouts chanting 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 fuckin dumb enough to believe him. Cuz if this country is so goddam free, Then I can burn your fucking flag wherever I damn well please. I carried their anthem, convinces it was mine. Rhymeless, unreasoned conjecture kept me in line. But then I stood back and wondered what the fuck had they done to me. Made accomplice to all that I'd promised I would never fucking be. Never be. You carry their anthem convinces that it's yours. Invitation to honor. Invitation to war. Bette Midler now assumes sainthood. Romanticize murder for moral. Tie a yellow ribbon round the oak tree my friend, And "Gee Wally, that's swell!" Fuck the troops to hell! Aus Songtexte Mania