Young man, go out
And take what's yours, don't doubt
There's strength in numbers, walk on

Defend the meek, headstrong

Now the story's become a bore

I don't want to hear it anymore
It's by no means an immaculate conception
Too many bodies lying around

Pushing daisies out the ground
And the church is cashing in on resurrection


Well I tried so hard to please you
'Cos I know that you crave blood
Consumer credit carnivores

And now the masses have been fed
Suck the offal from the dead
Now the joker's here to pick the sores


Under the flag


Under the flag boy
Under what flag?