we're told we've got a brand of pride that nothing can take away
engraved in minds from oug to old the letters u.s.a controlling
your emotions and convincing you its fair but no one ever
questions what the voices say is there and someone could explain
to me why everything's for sale but the one's who make the profit
had the sameone put in jail and everyday in your hometown the
pressure takes its toil another loyal citizen is hanging from a
flag pole the tears are streaming down his face they shower him
with guilt the thought of what he knew his hands had went ahead
and built and in our hearts we've know it's just another
holocaust that's all really own swallow your pride