CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Party
I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all
The flag, the klan, the gang, the pardon
The wet bag over your head right when you think you're dead they pull it off
Snatched oxygen, the water boiler sets in
Swimming to Cambodia, more questions while you cough
Interrogator, hand of a coroner, blood in the cornea
The patriot, the foreigner, the church, the synagogue
The fall of a war, the mosque got guns all on the floor
Blundering saboteurs with hands red and [?]
The king's dead (Long live the king)
While [?] bullets sing, the military wing, the freedom fighters
The terrorists, the paramilitary pied pipers marching children out of remote villages
housing project kids looking out for pigs and polished timbs
But you could count they ribs
The guns, the swords, machetes, tear gas
The rule of law, the US marine corp
The ends and means, rough riders in the Phillipenes
Kill em all, let the Devil sort em out
The Maoists, the communists, the imperialists, the opportunists waiting for the wind to shift
The flag, the klan, the gang, the pardon
(Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.)
The flag, the klan, the gang, the pardon
The wet bag over your head right when you think you're dead they pull it off
Snatched oxygen, the water boiler sets in
Swimming to Cambodia, more questions while you cough
Interrogator, hand of a coroner, blood in the cornea
The patriot, the foreigner, the church, the synagogue
The fall of a war, the mosque got guns all on the floor
Blundering saboteurs with hands red and [?]
The king's dead (Long live the king)
While [?] bullets sing, the military wing, the freedom fighters
The terrorists, the paramilitary pied pipers marching children out of remote villages
housing project kids looking out for pigs and polished timbs
But you could count they ribs
The guns, the swords, machetes, tear gas
The rule of law, the US marine corp
The ends and means, rough riders in the Phillipenes
Kill em all, let the Devil sort em out
The Maoists, the communists, the imperialists, the opportunists waiting for the wind to shift
The flag, the klan, the gang, the pardon
(Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.)
