Propagandhi - Victory Lap
When the flames engulfed
The home of the brave
The stampede toward the border was in vain
Faces palmed, faces paled
As the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled
When the free-market
Fundamentalist steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahār
Bleeding to death
I swear to Ayn Rand
I’ll ask if he needs an invisible hand
You say not all cops
You say not all men
Yeah, you insist, it's only ninety-nine percent
There’s nothing new for you to learn
Okay, sit back, relax, and watch it all burn!
The colossal waste of energy
Talent upon the talented
Freedom upon the free
This whole damn beautiful life
Wasted on you... and me
God, are you there? It’s me. In the denim jacket
Are you receiving my prayers through the noise and cosmic static?
God, are you there?
Can you confirm I’m on the right goddamn planet?