Sell your babies off to Hitler   Let 'em wear a bulls-eye for a shirt   Intimidation of the doomed by the doomed   For the damned whose wallet swells   While momma's weepin' on freshly shoveled dirt   Keep 'em thinkin' the enemy's nearby   Let 'em practice killin' all day; pixelations never die   Right and left wings; rob 'em both   Sick old eagle keeps on flyin'   Worm those poison fishhooks with addictive, pretty lies   You're not so clean I smell the blood   On your new suit   The dead and soon to be shadow you   I will be more; I will be more   Tell 'em "Sign up, pussy loves this uniform"   Hang a sign up "Killin's fun"   Right above your barracks door   Put Jesus' name up at your gun shop   He'll never be your lord   Getting' rich by sellin' death   A conscience; what you can't afford   You're not so clean; I see the blood-smeared limousine   Paranoi justified; eats the host that it owns   Paranoi; logic blind; sanctified   Time bomb keep ticking   Holy war; no such thing   Fortunes from suffering   Your child; burnt offering   There are no real Americans   No real Americans here   (Guitar solo)   No real Americans in the likes of these   I will be more than selfishness   I will be more; I will prevail beyond my fears   It's not about protection   'Bout puttin' food out on your table   You're lovin' cold, hard, killin' steel   It's not about free choice   It's about trappin' people; bloody leghold   Make your money; make your slaves   Moses save me from all imposters   Fuckin' up this promised land   Founding father, righteous genius   Stop this madness fed by greed   So I can love my homeland in good conscience   Happily