Tear the Ensign Down

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You’ve got a tribal mind, and you come out at night
Livin’ in the past, and spoiling for a fight
Don’t give a prayer for anybody who’s alive
Don’t even care if the species survives

Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down

You’ve got a greedy face my friend
Never learned nothin’ but you know how to spend
Had a lot of talent, pissed it down the drain
Struttin’ like a hooker in a penny arcade

Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down

So hide in your mansion, hide in your cell
Tower block or gatehouse on the road to Hell
Measure your success in razor wire
Drink yourself stupid while the city’s on fire

Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down