13f0
[Intro]
...
You think you know it all.
You know nothing, you have not seen us struck by it and you're waving the damn flag.
...

[Chorus 3x]
Makeshift Patriot,
The flag shop is out of stock,
I hang myself at half mast.

[Chorus Bridge]
Makeshift Patriot,
The flag shop is out of stock,
I hang myself... via live telecast.

[Verse #1]
Coming live from my own funeral... beautiful weather offered a nice shine,
Which is suitable for a full view of a forever altered skyline.
It's times like these I freestyle biased opinions every other sentence.
My journalistic ethics slip when I pass them off as objective.
"Don't gimme that ethical @#%$."
I've got exclusive, explicit images to present to impressionable American kids,
And it's time to show this world how big our edifice is!
That's exactly what they attacked when a typically dark skinned Disney villain
Used civilians against civilians and charged the trojan horses into our buildings.
Using commercial aviation as instruments of destruction,
Pregnant women couldn't protect their children. Wheelchairs were stairway obstructions.
I have to back petal... from the shower of glass and metal,
Wondering how after it settles we'll find who provided power to radical rebels.
The Melting Pot seems to be calling the kettle black when it boils over,
But only on our own soil so the little boy holds a toy soldier...
And waits for the suit and tie to come home. We won't wait 'til he's older,
Before we destroy hopes for a colder war to end. "I'll get a close up of his head..."

[Chorus]
("how does my hair look?")

[Chorus]
("run that tape back!")

[Chorus]
("it looks just like a movie.")

[Chorus Bridge]
Makeshift Patriot,
The flag shop is out of stock,
I hang myself while the stock markets crash.

[Verse #2]
The city is covered in inches of muck,
I see some other pictures of victims are up,
Grieving mothers are thinking their children are stuck,
Leaping lovers are making decisions to jump,
While holding hands... to escape the brutal heat, Sometimes in groups of three.
The fall out goes far beyond the toxic cloud where people look like debris.
But all they saw after all was said... beyond the talking heads
Was the bloody dust with legs looking like the walking dead calling for meds.
Hospitals are overwhelmed, volunteers need to go the hell home.
Moments of silence for fire fighters were interupted by cell phones.
Who's going to make that call to increase an unknown death toll?
It's the one we rally behind. He's got a megaphone... promising to make heads roll,
So we cheer him on, but espestos is affecting our breath control.
The less we know... the more they fabricate... the easier it is to sell souls.

[Interlude]
"There is a new price on freedom so buy into it while supplies last.
Changes need to be made. No more curb side baggage. Seven PM curfew.
Racial profiling will continue with less bitching.
We've unified over who to kill, so until I find more relevant scripture to quote, remember:
Our god is bigger, stronger, smarter and much wealthier. So wave those flags with pride, especially the white part."

[Verse #3]
We sell an addictive 24 hour candle light vigil in TVs.
Freedom WILL be defended... at the cost of civil liberties.
Viewers are glued to television screens. Stuck...'cause lots of things seem too sick.
I use opportunities to pluck heart strings for theme music.
I'll show you which culture to punp your fist at is and what foot is right to kiss.
We don't know who the culprit is yet...but he looks like this.
We know who the heros are. Not the xenophobes who act hard,
"We taught that dog to squat. How dare he do that @#%$ in our own back yard!"
They happened to scar our financial state and char our landscape.
Can you count how many times so far I ran back this same damn tape?
While a camera man creates news and shoves it down our throats on the West Bank,
With a 10 second clip put on constant loop to provoke US angst.
So get your tanks and load your guns and hold your sons in a family huddle,
Because even if we win this tug of war and even the score... humanity struggles.
There's a need of blood for what's been uncovered under the rubble,
Some of them dug for answers in the mess... but the rest were looking for trouble.

[Chorus 3x]
Makeshift Patriot,
The flag shop is out of stock,
I hang myself at half mast.

[Chorus Bridge]
Makeshift Patriot,
The flag shop is out of stock,
I hang myself ... Don't wave your rights with your flags.

[Scratch part]

[Outro]
Seriously, if I wanna find out anything,
I'm not gonna read Times magazine,
I'm not gonna read News Week,
I'm not gonna read any of these magazines.
I mean 'cause they've just got too much to lose by printing the truth.
You know that.
"What kind of truth is it you are ...?"
Ah anything you know on the world wide basis.
They just go out to stand to the day instead of just printing really the truth.
"What is really the truth?"
Really the truth is just a plain picture.
0