They told you in school about freedom 
But when you try to be free they never let ya 
They said "it's easy , nothing to it" 
And now the army's out to get ya 
Sixty nine America in terminal stasis 
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses 
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues 
And i'm finally getting hip to the [bad word] 

I learned to say the pledge of allegiance 
Before they beat me bloody down at the station 
They haven't got a word out of me since 
I got a billion years probation 

Sixty nine America in terminal stasis 
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses 
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues 
And i'm sick to my guts of the [bad word] 
Phony stars, oh no! [bad word] cars, oh no! 
Cheap guitars, oh no! Joe's primitive bar... nah! 

Rock'em back, Sonic ! 
The way they pull you over it's suspicious 
Yeah, for something that just ain't your fault 
If [bad word] they're gonna get vicious 
Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault
Yeah, but i can see the [bad word] home to roost 
Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose 
Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues 
cause everybody's sick of the [bad word] 

Well well well , take a look around ! 
Well well well , take a look around ! 
Well well well , take a look around ! 
Well well well , take a look around ! 
Well well well , take a look around !