Lyrics
Hey sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong
Eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along
Puritan work ethic maintains its subconscious edge
As Old Glory maintains your consciousness
There's a loser in my house, and a puppet on the stool
And a crowded way of life, and a black reflecting pool
And as the people bend, the moral fabric dies
Then country can't pretend to ignore its people's cries
'Cause you are the government
You are jurisprudence
You are the volition
You are juridiction
And I make a difference too
