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TV ON THE RADIO lyrics : "Dry Drunk Emperor"

baby boy
dieing under hot desert sun,
watch your colours run.


did you believe the lie they told you,
that christ would lead the way

and in a matter of days
hand us victory?


did you buy the bull they sold you,
that the bullets and the bombs
and all the strong arms

would bring home security?

all eyes upon

dry drunk emperor
gold cross cross jock skull and bones
mocking smile,

he's been
standing naked for a while!
get him gone, get him gone, get him gone!!

and bring all the thieves to trial.

end their promise

end their dream
watch it turn to steam
rising to the nose of some cross legged god

gog of magog
end times sort of thing.
oh unmentionable disgrace

shield the childrens faces
as all the monied apes
display unimaginably poor taste

in a scramble for mastery.

atta' boy get em with your gun

till mr. mega ton
tells us when we've won
or

what we're gonna leave undone.

all eyes upon

dry drunk emperor
gold cross jock skull and bones
mocking smile,

he's been
naked for a while.
get him gone, get him gone, get him gone!!!

and bring all his thieves to trial.

what if all the fathers and the sons

went marching with their guns
drawn on washington.
that would seal the deal,

show if it was real,
this supposed freedom.


what if all the bleeding hearts
took it on themselves
to make a brand new start.

organs pumpin on their sleeves,
paint murals on the white house
feed the leaders L.S.D

grab your fife and drum,
grab yor gold baton
and let's meet on the lawn,

shut down this hypocrisy.

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