There's a feeling comes a-stealing,
And it sets my stomach reeling,
When I'm listening to bullshit of that man upon the stand.
Any man like Rick Santorum
Makes me want to really hurt 'em,
It's that 'patriotic' something that I can really barely stand.
"Way down south, in the land of cotton,"
Hurrah! Hurrah! More fucking idiocy!
And that's not the best, oh no, not at all!
Red, white and blue, I despise you!
Honest, you're a tired rag!
I'm no cranky hanky panky,
I was a dead square, honest Yankee,
And I used to be proud of that flag
That flew for Uncle Sam.
Now those American ideals
Have been replaced by Pastors' 'reals'
And so unequality is present, thanks to 'God' and man.
Here's a land with a million soldiers,
Hopefully we won't need 'em,
They'll fight for oppression!
Hurrah! Hurrah! Religion in our gov
Screw all of our laws!
Ev'ry cross, ev'ry bible.
Red, white and blue,
Hats off to you
Nowhere else is this pathetic!
You're a tired rag,
You're a waving disgrace
And forever in ignorance you will wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I hate.
The banner of religious oppression!
Ev'ry mouth spouts hate
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's always a homophobe or racist.
But should equality return to us,
Keep your eye on the tired rag.