Propagandhi stick the fucking flag up your goddamn ass you son lyrics

Thanks to aarontimmy01@wmconnect.com for correcting these lyrics.

 

 My father told me

 "Son, it's futile to resist.

 You can topple the ideology,

 but not the armies they enlist."

 

 I questioned the intentions

 of the boy scouts shouting "WAR!!"

 "Well that's the sound of freedom, son."

 he said (free to say no more)...

 

 But wait a minute, "dad",

 did you actually say freedom?

 Well, if you're dumb enough to vote,

 you're fucking dumb enough to believe him.

 

 'Cause if this country

 is so goddamn free,

 then I can burn your fucking flag

 where ever I damn well please.

 

 And I'm gonna stick it up your fucking ass!

 

 I carried their anthem,

 convinced it was mine.

 Rhymeless, unreasoned, conjecture

 kept me in line.

 

 But then I stood back

 and wondered what the fuck they had done to me.

 Made accomplice to all

 that I'd promised I would never fucking be.

 

 Never be.

 

 You carry their anthem,

 convinced that it's yours.

 Invitation to honour.

 Invitation to war.

 

 Bette Midler now assumes sainthood.

 Romaticize murder for morale.

 Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree my friend and,

 "Gee, Wally, that's swell!"

 

 FUCK THE TROOPS TO HELL!!!