Don't wave that flag in my face

You don't have energy to waste

Your arms will break your legs will crack

From marching back and forth and back

You hear a scream and take the bait

We all need a reason to hate

The Theater Of War is sold out

"Give us an encore!" the audience shouts



The General died at dawn he wanted to live but not too long

Some things have more power when they're no longer here

Ideas to believe in that are not clear



A slogan makes the logic stop

Until you're ready to join the mob

But who's gonna buy 'bloodshed'

When you can sell 'pride' instead

Nothin' wrong with national pride

Except when it eats you up inside

And all you can see is red

And the only good foreigner is dead



The General died at dawn he wanted to live but not too long

Some things have more power when they're no longer here

Ideas to believe in that are not clear