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It's coming one day nowsaid the captainIt's coming one day nowcried the priest.The people in high places may defend youBut sonyou better hope they keep the peace.Can't you hear them calling? Can't you see them shine?The city halls are fallingthe defenders drink their wine.And when the party's over their stomaches start to sagDefendersDefenders of the flag.The congregation's waiting at the altarThey can't find the preacher anywhere.They found him with the new girl from the chairWhere they store the boxes of the book of prayer.If these guys are the good onesi don't want to know the badYou wonder how it happenedthey just picked it up from dad.While faded old glory is hanging like a ragDefendersDefenders of the flag.The flag is flying high over the courthouseThe wheels of justice never stood a chance.The judge is down at Charlie's on his launch hourChecking out the picture show from France.Carrying a fifth of whiskey in a dirty paper bagThrew the ball to homebut they always missed the tag.Faded old glory hanging like a ragDefendersDefenders on the flag.
It's coming one day nowsaid the captainIt's coming one day nowcried the priest.The people in high places may defend youBut sonyou better hope they keep the peace.Can't you hear them calling? Can't you see them shine?The city halls are fallingthe defenders drink their wine.And when the party's over their stomaches start to sagDefendersDefenders of the flag.The congregation's waiting at the altarThey can't find the preacher anywhere.They found him with the new girl from the chairWhere they store the boxes of the book of prayer.If these guys are the good onesi don't want to know the badYou wonder how it happenedthey just picked it up from dad.While faded old glory is hanging like a ragDefendersDefenders of the flag.The flag is flying high over the courthouseThe wheels of justice never stood a chance.The judge is down at Charlie's on his launch hourChecking out the picture show from France.Carrying a fifth of whiskey in a dirty paper bagThrew the ball to homebut they always missed the tag.Faded old glory hanging like a ragDefendersDefenders on the flag.