10:03 on a Tuesday morning
in the fall of an American dream
a man is doing what he knows is right
on flight 93

Loved his mom and he loved his dad
loved his home and he loved his man
but on that bloody Tuesday morning
he died and American
 [bad word] 
Now you cannot change this
You can't erase this
You can't pretend this is not the [bad word] 
Even though he could not marry
Or teach your children in our schools
Because who he wants to love
Is breaking your [bad word] 
He stood up on a Tuesday Morning
In the terror he was brave
And he made his choice and without a doubt
hundred lives he must have saved
 [bad word] 

And the things you might take for granted
Your inalienable rights
Some might choose to deny him
Even though he gave his life

Can you live with yourself in the land of the free
And make him less of a hero than the other three
Well it might begin to change ya
In a field in Pennsylvania
 [bad word] 

Stand up America
Hear the bell now as it tolls
Wake up America
It's Tuesday Morning
Let's roll