Hypocrisy Democracy - Frankenbok

A perfect storm in a shot glass

And finally you can get a job

In your esteemed leader’s entourage

He’s not a black lung after all

We’re one nation, skewered

On a godless prong

Obsessed with beauties rich and rare

We understand no more

Insurgents grinding axes

With infidels

Demons blow out holy candles

We scream blasphemy

A hornet’s nest we can never tame

War that cannot be sustained

Diplomacy or surrender

Here’s your next dictator

With hand on your heart

And tears in your eyes

You’ll defend this sunburnt country

Until someone else dies

No place, sacred, is a terrorist magnet

'Til a willing coalition blazes trails in from the sea

The west gettin' high

On the Middle Eastern dime

Has the audacity to deny

A refugee’s plight

From places razed

By an axis of evil

We antagonised

And then failed to destroy

With hand on your heart

And tears in your eyes

You’ll defend this sunburnt country

Until someone else dies

No place, sacred, is a terrorist magnet

'Til a willing coalition blazes trails in from the sea

Invaded, divided and conquered

Never allowed to leave it A war lord’s cartel forever laying' claim

To lawless profiteering of the opium trade

Topple the statue

Tear down the flag

Usher in a new muppet

With finger prints up his ass