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You cut your teeth on the Cold War costumes But caught your eye on a Lily-white lullaby of Red and black collapse You mix it up in the church and state dives But cut it loose when it's time, it's time, it's time to let it go Check your flag to see which way it blows No, lick your finger then you'll really know You got a taste for the candy contracts You kiss your wife with a saccharine sweet smile It's red and white polite To keep your cool in the hot seat spotlight You turn it up, the heat, the heat, the heat is getting close Check your flag to see which way it blows No, lick your finger then you'll really know But you won't find out Which way the wind really blows Until your hand gets caught in the cookie jar