You are my army and I [bad word] 
"Attack the Holy Land."
And you are that interstate
That I would roll my tanks down.

So color me stunned.
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater

I went to see these battlegrounds
With battlesounds.
And drove to the outskirts
With cars on blocks
And [bad word] down.

So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater

We'll gather up the family and
Display our diseased organs.
We'll call it pride
We'll celebrate tonight
Tax free and always underpriced.

So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater