Turn the Cross

Turn the cross upside down Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown Past defeat echoes on Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con Turn the cross upside down Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown Past defeat echoes on Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con Final gasp of a dying breed Coarse attempt by petty men to control the feed Tears of wrath water beer Lost boys choose their politics according to their fear Wave the flag Soaked in rage Blind attacks Hate, hate, hate No esteem, constant lack Made themselves a victim but opinion's not a fact Single threat to our world An economy of death where everybody burns Wave the flag Soaked in rage Vicious packs Fueled by hate Boots parade Like olden days Jealous cowards Callous ways A tiny crack in the dark where light comes in A single shot through the heart of this machine Where vicious packs wave their flags all soaked in rage Like olden days, boots parade, all fueled by hate All suited up, legitimized, they're waging war I've had enough, let's shove those fuckers out the door Yeah One, two, three, four You're out the door Had enough Time for change I know you're tired But here we go again If you hear this you're a weapon If you hear this you're a weapon If you hear this you're a weapon (yeah) If you hear this you're a weapon (yeah) If you hear this you're a weapon (yeah) If you hear this you're a weapon (yeah) If you hear this you're a weapon