Lyrics:

You stand up with your cross
Your armies by your side
But nothing good has ever come
When God and guns collide

History's a fingerprint
You easily dismiss
Some folks call that arrogance
The rest call that your gift

Give me God and guns and glory
Give me cash and apple pie
So them rich old white men can dream up wars
For the young, poor kids to die

Give me a twenty-one gun on your front lawn
Keep me stone drunk on your lies
So I can't see the truth of that big train coming
Through my sweet star-spangled eyes
Through my star-spangled eyes

The machinery of circumstance
has brought us to this place
There is no victory in it
Wipe that smirk off of your face

I think your silent partner
He don't know the fire you preach
"Teach a man to fish" I think he said
Then let him be

So you're out there spreading freedom
with your pyrotechnic show
Well hoss, it' ain't a walk-on
In some global Alamo

Your macho cowboy taglines, man
They're gonna get us killed
If you don't understand
that I guess you never will

So you're a man of faith
What faith is that, do tell
Cause in the Book I read
When you lie you go to hell

You might be exempt from that
As you were born again
The rest of us will remember
every single sin