makeshift_patriot sage francis by way of birdmad Makeshift patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself at half mast. (3x) It's the makeshift, The patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself for your live telecast. Coming live from my own theater room, Beautiful weather offered a nice shine, Which is suitable for a full view of an altered skyline. It's times like these I freestyle biased opinions every other sentence. My journalist ethic slips when I pass some offensive gestures. Don't give me that ethical shit. I've got exclusive, explicit images to present to impressionable american kids, and it's time to show this world how big our edifice is. That's exsactly how they attacked, with a typically dark-skinned disney villain. Use civillians against civillians and charge the trojan horse into our buildings. Using commercial aviation as instruments of destruction. Pregnant women could have protected their children; wheelchairs were stairway obstructions. I had to back-pedal from the shower of glass and metal, wondering if after it settles, we'll find who provided power to radical rebels. The melting pot seems to be calling the kettle black when it boils over, but only on our own soil, so the little boy holds a toy soldier, and waits for the suit and tie to come home. We're going to wait until he's older, though, before we destroy hopes for a colder war to end. I'll get a close-up of his head. Makeshift patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself at half mast. (3x) It's the makeshift, The patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself while the stock markets crash. The city is covered in inches of mud. I see some other pictures of victims erupt. Grieving mothers are thinking their children are stuck, leaping lovers are making descisions to jump while holding hands, to escape the brutal heat; sometimes in groups of three. The fallout was far beyond the toxic clouds where people would like to breath, but all they say when all was said, beyond the talking heads, was the bloody dust with legs, looking like the walking dead calling for meds. All the hospitals overwhelmed, volluntiers need to go the hell home. Moments of silence for firefighters were interupted by cell phones. Who's going to make that call, to increas an unknown death toll? Someone we rally behind. He's got a megaphone, promising to make heads roll. We'd cheer him on, but asbestos is affecting our breath control. The less we know, the more they fabricate, the easier it is to sell a soul. (Man talking) There is a new price on freedom, so buy into it while supplies last. Changes need to be made; no more curbside baggage, seven pm curfew, racial profiling will continue with less bitching. We've unified over who to kill, so until I find more relevant scripture to quote, remember, our kind is bigger, stronger, smarter, and much wealthier. So wave those flags with pride, especially the white part. We're selling addictive, twenty-four hour candlelight vigils on TV. Freedom will be defended at the cost of civil liberties. The viewers are glued to television screens, stuck, 'cause lots of things seem too sick. I use opportunities to pluck heartstrings for theme music. I'll show you which culture to pump your fist at, which foot is right to kiss. We don't really know who the culprit is yet, but he looks like this. We know who the heroes are, they're not the xenophobes who act hard. We taught the dog to squat, how dare he do that shit in our own back yard. They happen to scar our financial state, and char our landscape. Can you count how many times so far I ran back the same damn tape? While the cameraman creates news and shoves it down our throats, on the west bank, with the ten second clip put on constant loop to provoke US angst. So get your tanks and load your guns and hold your suns in a family huddle, 'cause even if we win this tug of war and even the score, humanity struggles. There's a need of blood for what's been uncovered under the rubble; some of them dug for answers in the mess, but the rest were looking for trouble. Makeshift patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself at half mast. (3x) It's the makeshift, The patriot, the flag shop is out of stock, I hang myself. Don't waive your rights with your flags. 070912 ... bird sorry, that was a shite transcription of the lyrics, i'll find a better one in a bit 070912 ... ... Makeshift Patriot "The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock I hang myself at half mast Makeshift Patriot The Flag Shop is Out of Stock I hang myself...via live telecast Coming live from my own funeral... the beautiful weather offered a nice shine Which is suitable for a full view of a forever altered skyline It's times like these I freestyle biased opinions every other sentence My journalistic ethics slip when I pass them off as objective "Don't gimme that ethical shit." I've got exclusive, explicit images to present to impressionable American kids And it's time to show this world how big our edifice is! That's exactly what they attacked when a typically dark skinned Disney villain Used civilians against civilians and charged the trojan horses into our buildings Using commercial aviation as instruments of destruction Pregnant women couldn't protect their children Wheelchairs were stairway obstructions Now I have to backpedal from the shower of glass and metal Wondering how after it settles we'll find who provided power to radical rebels The Melting Pot seems to be calling the kettle black when it boils over But only on our own soil so the little boy holds a toy soldier.. And waits for the suit and tie to come home. We won't wait 'til he's older Before we destroy hopes for a colder war to end "Now get a close up of his head..." Makeshift Patriot The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock I hang myself at Half Mast Makeshift Patriot The Flag Shop is Out of Stock I hang myself while the stock markets crash The city is covered in inches of muck I see some other pictures of victims are up Grieving mothers are thinking their children are stuck Leaping lovers are making decisions to jump While holding hands to escape the brutal heat Sometimes in groups of three The fall out goes far beyond the toxic cloud where people look like debris But all they saw after all was said... beyond the talking heads Was the bloody dust with legs looking like the walking dead calling for meds Hospitals are overwhelmed. volunteers need to go the hell home Moments of silence for fire fighters were interrupted by cell phones Who's going to make that call to increase an unknown death toll? It's the one we rally behind He's got a megaphone... and he's promising to make heads roll So we cheer him on, but asbestos is affecting our breath control The less we know the more they fabricate... the easier it is to sell souls [VOICE FROM MEGAPHONE: "There is a new price on freedom, so buy into it while supplies last. Changes need to be made; no more curbside baggage, seven pm curfew, racial profiling will continue with less bitching. We've unified over who to kill, so until I find more relevant scripture to quote, remember, our God is bigger, stronger, smarter, and much wealthier. So wave those flags with pride, especially the white part." ] we're selling addictive 24 hour candlelight vigil in TV's Freedom WILL be defended... at the cost of civil liberties Viewers are glued to television screens Stuck... cause lots of things seem too sick I use opportunities to pluck heartstrings for theme music I'll show you which culture to punp your fist at, which foot is right to kiss We don't really know who the culprit is yet ...but he looks like this We know who the heros are. They're Not the xenophobes who act hard "We taught that dog to squat. How dare he do that shit in our own back yard!" They happened to scar our financial state and char our landscape Can you count how many times so far I ran back this same damn tape? While a camera man creates news and shoves it down our throats on the West Bank With a 10 second clip put on constant loop to provoke US angst So get your tanks and load your guns and hold your sons in a family huddle Because even if we win this tug of war and even the score...humanity struggles There's a desperate need of blood for what's been uncovered under the rubble Some of them dug for answers in the mess...but the rest were looking for trouble Makeshift Patriot The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock I hang myself at half mast Makeshift Patriot The Flag Shop is Out of Stock I hang myself / don't waive your rights with your flags 070912 ... Doar . 070912 what's it to you? who go blather from