They wanna sell it out, buy it up
And dumb it down
A good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I belong for the first time
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
But if God was alive
He would hate you anyway
My right wing is flapping
The left wing is grey
Let's hear it for the kids but nothing they say
They gyrate and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Voodou - Burning Flag Lyrics
Voodou - Burning Flag Lyrics
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They wanna sell it out, buy it up
And dumb it down
A good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I belong for the first time
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
But if God was alive
He would hate you anyway
My right wing is flapping
The left wing is grey
Let's hear it for the kids but nothing they say
They gyrate and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
And dumb it down
A good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I belong for the first time
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
But if God was alive
He would hate you anyway
My right wing is flapping
The left wing is grey
Let's hear it for the kids but nothing they say
They gyrate and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Writer: Jeordie White, John Lowery, Brian Hugh Warner
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC