Forty Five

Where were you on the day it all went to shit
Bloody lips sinking ships full of misfits
One by one
Dropping like flies to shit
Bunch of rats emaciated running for the hills

Down the hatch
Here’s to America
Land of the free
Hold the caramel
45
Here to anesthetize
The mannequins out on parade
Holding you overboard

Marching right left right for hypocrisy
Beating drums for the scum of aristocracy
Hooray
For democracy
Misaligned drank the wine gave it to the swine

Down the hatch
Here’s to America
Land of the free
Hold the caramel
45
Here to anesthetize
The mannequins out on parade
Holding you overboard