Flag and Family

Your daddy and my daddy had a drink at the bar

Talking about what was best for me

Without an aim or a degree,

Stubbornly holding on to you

And you pulling away from me

The best that they could say

For my restless teenage ways

Was some time in the service might serve me well,

Even if it’s just servicing the latrines

Lucy my love, don’t go sending me off to war

I put up with your family,

Full of bigots and fanatics,

Just to get a little closer to you,

Now you’ve turned on me too

You have turned on me too.

Go hide behind your flag and family

This town has nothing left for me

This town is nothing more

Than a fundamentalist penitentiary

When you’re down on your knees

Are you praying for holy war?

When you’re down on your knees

Are you praying for oily war?

Lucy my love, don’t go sending me off to war

We must live,

We must true to our childhood dreams,

Or they’re worthless and our youth is insincere

So where do we find worth?

I put up with your family,

Full of bigots and fanatics,

Just to get a little closer to you,

Now you’ve turned on me too

You have turned on me too.

When you’re down on your knees

Are you praying for holy war?

When you’re down on your knees

Are you praying for oily war?

Lucy my love, don’t go sending me off to war

We must live,

We must true to our childhood dreams,

Or they are worthless and our youth is insincere

So where do we find worth?