My country tis of thee,

you birds of a feather that flock together

leaving our poor in need.  

 

The sin becomes sacred: in God’s name we bleed,

but we need religion to make us better

as our leaders are born baptized in greed.

 

Divide us up by color and creed!

Crime makes a profit, so turn up the pressure

leaving our poor forever in need.  

 

If war is good for our economy

then why are veterans homeless in winter

as our leaders are born baptized in greed?

 

Don’t dare say the word “democracy”

when our voting system is bent to your pleasure

leaving our poor forever in need.  

 

Arrest the protesters storming your street

so you can pretend our problems are lesser

and our leaders can stay baptized in greed.

 

It never stops– the inequality breeds

as you birds of a feather flock together,

and our leaders are born baptized in greed,

leaving our poor forever in need.