My Republican Jesus is hiding beneath the streets
My starving artists all just bought in
We're going mainstream
Lined up at night
For everyone to see
I think I'm starting to believe

It's the end of the world
But we'll wait for commercial break
A thousand year refrain of God bless the USA

Your Midwest jihadi is hiding pipebombs in my mailboxes
I hid a message in my head
I think I'm starting to forget

Choking on a broken hallelujah let her pray
Bow my head, imagine God's strange language when she says,
"Can we get free?"

Bring forth your carpenters
Make every one a King
Offer a thousands hearts to every prophet prince

Oh, kids:
Your future school shooters are all out cutting class
Your pharmaceutical
One hundred thousand milligrams, oh yeah

Choking on a broken hallelujah let her pray
Bow my head, imagine God's strange language when she says,
"Can we get free?"

Your government is going underground
Your underground is selling out
Your god is in the reverb.
That comes screaming through my speakers

Come on, come on, come on
Let it out

"Can we get free?"

Choking on a broken hallelujah let her pray
Bow my head, imagine God's strange language when she says,
"Can we get free?"


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