The Great Divide - Anti-Flag

It’s a breakdown, of the greatest divide

Never had a chance you were dead when you arrived

Class war to the 'nth degree

And they’re coming for us and everyone that we trust

It’s a breakdown, of rationality

Re-enforcement of false beliefs

Class war to the 'nth degree

And they’re coming for us and everyone that we trust

While white collar crime runs out of control

Across the great divide lays the wretched poor

A rotting melting pot of haves and of have nots

So fix your bayonets, cause we’re at war

It’s a breakdown, or morality

A poor man’s prison is a rich man’s greed

Class war to the 'nth degree

In God we trust, they’re coming for us

It’s a breakdown, of your godly verse

The meek shall inherit the least of the earth

Class war to the 'nth degree

In God we trust, they’re coming for us

While white collar crime runs out of control

Across the great divide lays the wretched poor

A rotting melting pot of haves and of have nots

So fix your bayonets…

Be strong, be brave, we’re crossing the great divide

Be brave, we’re crossing the divide