Young man, go out   And take what's yours, don't doubt   There's strength in numbers, walk on   Defend the meek, headstrong      Now the story's become a bore   I don't want to hear it anymore   It's by no means an immaculate conception   Too many bodies lying around   Pushing daisies out the ground   And the church is cashing in on resurrection      Well I tried so hard to please you   'Cos I know that you crave blood   Consumer credit carnivores   And now the masses have been fed   Suck the offal from the dead   Now the joker's here to pick the sores      Under the flag      Under the flag boy   Under what flag?