Texty: No Service Project. We Are The Music Makers. It's 10:00pm.

So why are we sitting on these sidelines
With our ears and eyes
We're dumb, deaf and blind
While the devil's in our sights
But you didn't seem to mind
When I was biting my tongue
While you were biding your time
And you were hoping and praying that I would just fall in line
So sick of the usual suspects
You blame the president and congress
But now it's time to choose
And the weight of the world falls on me and you

There must be some mistake, is this the USA?
Then why are we all suspects and when will it be safe?
To say what I believe
Where are life and liberty?
Is this your idea of an American dream?

Duct tape your windows shut
Only so they can't blow you up
And with the frame of the pane refrain
From letting anti-patriotic thoughts sustain
'Cause in the land of the free
We're free to do whatever is okay'd by the junior g.b.
So let's make a change, oh wait it's too late
You gave the elephant king the other four of his eight
Two thousand and four, Bush won the top score
America for war, be careful what you wish for
And I feel we've been just a little misled
By the head honchos with their made up roles
Keeping the country timid using mind control
And the tides of time shine bright with repetition
As we fail to separate state from religion
And I'm feelin' just a smidgen repressed
Was the patriot act even read by Congress?
To the fools that voted Bush you've brought a dark presage
My name is AHH!dumb and I've approved this message

There must be some mistake, is this the USA?
Then why are we all suspects and when will it be safe?
To say what I believe
Where are life and liberty?
Is this your idea of an American dream?