Here's To the State (Live)

Here's to the judges of John Roberts

Who wear the robe of honor in a phony legal form

And justices are stranger when the partisans report

When the court elected a president, it was the beginning of this war

Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

John Roberts, find yourself another country

To be part of

And here's to the government of Dick Cheney

With criminals posing as advisers to the crown

And they hope that no one sees the sites or that no one hears the sounds

'Cause the speeches of our president are the remains of a clown, oh

Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Dick Cheney, find yourself another country

To be part of

And here's to the churches of Jerry Falwell

Oh, the cross once made of silver, oh, now is turned to rust

And the Sunday morning services preach in fear of men in love

And God only knows in Heaven they must trust, oh

Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Jerry Falwell, find yourself another country

To be part of

And here's to the laws of Alberto Gonzalez

And congress will pass an act in the panic of the day

And the Constitution's drowning in an ocean of decay

And freedom of speech is dangerous, I've even heard them say, oh

Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

Gonzales, find yourself another country

To be part of

And here's to the businessmen of George W.

Who'll wanna change the focus from Halliburton to Enron

And their profits like blood money spilled out on the White House lawn

And to keep their hold on power, they're usin' terror as a con

While the bombs they fall on children, don't know which side

Don't care which side that they're on, oh

Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

George W., find yourself another country, ah

To be part of

Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of

George W., find yourself another country

To be part of