Stars and Stripes - Steep

I’m not really sure if I’m allowed to sing

Can’t choose on my own whether I’m out or in

The same odd beat of soldiers stepping on the ground

to plead allegiance makes their favourite sound

A senseless game where there is not a prize to win

Just for the amusement of a self-made king

We’re all just puppets in this giant brainless vibe

Stand and fight together, what’s the reason like?

Oh yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

But I still don’t seem to know how it’s like to be a western hero

With all those stars and stripes you’re still your daddy’s boy

You long for brave new worlds and all your critics shake

Do freedom fries free peoples' minds of french bad taste?

After all this heavy stuff I try to keep the facts together

Democracy is everywhere but not where it should be

Money talks and western hawks won’t fly through stormy weather

Our lonesome rider drops the gun when nights get cold and long