The Stars and Stripes of Corruption (DK Thursday)

[Modem Butterfly]

Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night
I couldn’t wait I headed straight for the Capitol Mall
My heart began to pound
Yahoo! It really exists The American International Pictures logo
I looked up at that Capitol building Couldn’t help but wonder why
I felt like saying, “Hello, old friend”
Walked up the hill to touch it Then I unzipped my pants
And pissed on it when nobody was looking
Like a great eternal Klansman With his two flashing red eyes
Turn around, he’s always watching
The Washington monument pricks the sky
With flags for pubic hair ringed ‘round the bottom
The symbols of our heritage Lit up proudly in the night
Somehow fits to see the homeless people Passed out on the lawn
So this is where it all happens The power games and bribes
All lobbying for a piece of ass
Of the stars and stripes of corruption

Makes me feel so ashamed To be an American
When we’re too stick up to learn from our mistakes
Trying to start another Viet Nam
We're fiddling while Rome burns at home
The Boss says, “You’re laid off. Blame the Japanese”
“America’s back”, all right At the game it plays the worst
Strip mining the world like a slave plantation
No wonder others hate us And the Hitlers we hand-pick
To bleed their people dry For our evil empire

The drug we’re fed To make us like it
Is God and country with a bang
People we know who should know better
Howl, “America rules. Let’s go to war!”
Business scams are what’s worth dying for
Are the Soviets our worst enemy? We’re destroying ourselves instead
Who cares about our civil rights As long as I get paid?

The blind Me Generation Doesn’t care if life’s a lie
So easily used, so proud to enforce
The stars and stripes of corruption
Let’s bring it all down!

Tell me who’s the real patriots The Archie Bunker slobs waning flags?
Or the people with the guts to work For some real change
Rednecks and bombs don’t make us strong
We loot the world, yet we can’t even feed ourselves
Our real test of strength is caring
Not the war toys we sell the world
Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms
Old glory for a blanket As you suck on your thumbs
Real freedom scares you ‘Cause it means responsibility

So you chicken out and threaten me
Saying, “Love it or leave it” I’ll get beat up if I criticize it
You say you’ll fight to the death To save your useless flag
If you want a banana republic that bad Why don’t you go move to one?

But what can just one of us do -
Against all that money and power Trying to crush us into roaches?
We don’t destroy society in a day
Until we change ourselves first
From the inside out

We can start by not lying so much And treating other people like dirt
It’s so easy not to base our lives On how much we can scam
And you know It feels good to life that monkey off our backs!

I’m thankful I live in a place Where I can say the things I do
Without being taken out and shot So I’m on guard against the goons
Trying to take my rights away
We’ve got to rise above the need for cops and laws
Let kids learn communication Instead of schools pushing competition
How about more art and theater instead of sports?
People will always do drugs Let’s legalize them
Crime drops when the mob can’t price them
Government's in the red? Let’s tax religion!

No one will do it for us We’ll just have to fix it ourselves
Honesty ain’t all that hard Just put Rambo back inside your pants
Causing trouble for the system is much more fun!

Thank you for the toilet paper But your flag is meaningless to me
Look around, we’re all people Who needs countries anyway?
Our land, I love it too I think I love it more than you
I care enough to fight The stars and stripes of corruption
Let’s bring it all down!
If we don’t try
If we just lie
If we can’t find
A way to do better than this Who will?

[BigMcLargehuge]

1. LOVE that song

and that album

[Modem Butterfly]

2. It literally changed my life when I was a kid

I picked up the album in BC after following the PMRC controversy. That album, and this song, really opened my eyes. I was fourteen at the time and it was like waking up for the first time.

It's amazing how prescient Jello was, isn't it? That song could be written today.