Текст песни: Propagandhi - Stick The Fucking Flag Up Your Goddamn Ass



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. Because is this

country is so goddamn free, then I can burn your fuking flag

wher ever I damn

well please.

I carried their anthem, convinced it was mine. Rhymeless, unreasoned

conject-

urw 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 be.

You carry their anthem, convinced that it`s yours. Initiation to honour.

Invitation to war.

Bette Midler now assumes sainthood. Romaticize murder for morale.

Tie a yellow

ribbon `round the old oak tree and, "Gee, Wally, that`s swell!"

FUCK THE TROOPS

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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. Because is this

country is so goddamn free, then I can burn your fuking flag

wher ever I damn

well please.

I carried their anthem, convinced it was mine. Rhymeless, unreasoned

conject-

urw 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 be.

You carry their anthem, convinced that it`s yours. Initiation to honour.

Invitation to war.

Bette Midler now assumes sainthood. Romaticize murder for morale.

Tie a yellow

ribbon `round the old oak tree and, "Gee, Wally, that`s swell!"

FUCK THE TROOPS

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