Holy War

Fuck, don't tell me you're fine all the time It'll get in my head a bad way, babe Don't let it creep in your mind, you'll go blind that way And that's a madness that breaks faith They say the Kingdom of Heaven touched down In an interstate motel lobby True to the American WAY (the American WAY) It's available only today Americana's crusade for the common man's promised land Kaboom Blowout Everything must go Everything must go Make way for the Kingdom come Blowout Everything must go Everything must go Make way for the revolution They call that Holy War in Dallas They send crusaders to reclaim the new Jerusalem They say the Queen was born of malice The Queen of Babylon and all her sons ascended to the throne They cry for Holy War in Dallas They send crusaders out from Phoenix to Beijing They're calling "Purify the palace, the streets" But the temple remains unclean Yea, the temple remains unclean I see it said in your eyes all the time You ain't gotta tell me you're fine babe They call that Holy War in Dallas They call for Holy War on us