Broken Bones

Sometimes I stare at the night sky See them stars a billion light years away And it makes me feel small like a bug on a wall Who gives a shit anyway? Who gives a shit anyway? When World War II was over Though the slate was never wiped clean We could have picked over them broken bones We could have been free But we chose to adhere to abundance We chose the American Dream And, oh, Mistress Liberty How we abandoned thee (How we abandoned thee) And, oh, Mistress Liberty How we abandon thee Could have been born in Shreveport Or he could have born in Tehran It don't much matter wherever you're born Little babies mean us no harm They have to be taught to despise us To bulldoze our homes to the ground To believe that their fight is for liberty To believe that their God will keep them safe and sound (Safe and sound) (Safe and sound) We cannot turn back the clock Cannot go back in time But we can say, "Fuck you, we will not listen to Your bullshit and lies" Your bullshit and lies