American Flags - David Bazan
Though reticent to represent
They waive as their
Beloved repubic bleeds
The victim of insatiable greed
Criminal acts
Dressed up in the flag
So no one can disagree
Then went crack the camel's back
It started out in front of the capital
A hundred coming down from their flag poles
It'd gotten so bad
Even blue white and red
Refused to take it anymore
American flags
Are hunting the fortunate sons
To swallow them up
And bury them deep into the ground
Present tense the president
Is calling for diplomacy or a truce
A dozen more are filling the room
Now down on his knees
Lord they're coming for me
For doing what you told me to
American flags
Are hunting the fortunate sons
To swallow them up
And bury them deep into the ground
American flags
Are hunting the fortunate sons
