I loved it once, but she’s starting to break
The life we won is being given away
When I’m losing faith I hear the preacher say
Treasure the past, it’s the American Way
I’ve never been the sort to head downtown
There’s too much color, and too much sound
If my father could see this, he’d burn it all down
It was sacred to him this American ground
The modern world has got me up on a wall
They call it living, I’m hardly living at all
In times of trouble, I pray to god that I never have to take it too far
So raise the flag, cover you heart with your hand
Hear the call, and heed the command
Living my life with my head in the sand
Praise the lord I’m an American man
There’s trash on the streets and the devil’s in charge
We lost everything of value in the culture wars
This is my home, but I’m a stranger here
If I had any left I’d cry American tears
I’m not a violent man, and they’ve already one
But I’m bring a plague, I’m bringing the guns
If they won’t stand with me, they’ll damn sure run
Remember the words of America’s son
The modern world has got me up on a wall
They call it living, I’m hardly living at all
In times of trouble, I pray to god that I never have to take it too far
Raise the flag, oh isn’t she grand
Casting her shadows, but her applause her is canned
I salute her virtues with blood on my hands
Praise the lord I’m an American man
Raise the flag, see how she stands
When I see her colors, I know who I am
I’ll die for her, and by my own hand
Praise the lord I’m an American man