Help us, communications are down   static on the airwaves now   dixie, where's the princess now she was here an hour ago   where did you go   fight night, bring on the bright lights   even when we die   we will survive   i will never take aim on my kin   so this is it, reload your clip   and bring your ass out to the dance floor   this wishing well goes straight to hell   and i know it's everything you wanted   i'll wait for the whites of their eyes   the sky is falling all around   the readers lost his place   the writers thoughts are all alone, no trace   the soldiers have their orders now   the rebel yell is out   the brotherhood will ride alone   no more words to be said   the pacifist is dead   we shot him in the head   the borders have been drawn   the presidents are gone   we are all alone   i don't need no civil war