Hanging Tree - Laura Jane Grace

Babies born into apocalypse

Ain’t got no vision, got no taste for death

You can’t trust a man with hair like that

Too much deception, no self-conscience

We got no pity, got no purpose

Ain’t got no future, what’s the point in it?

God is good and God is great

Now get the fuck out of the USA

Christ liked the American way

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

Learn to beg, learn to beg harder

You pray for walls, pray for slaughter

We don’t want to die quietly

We want to fuck shit up and cause a scene

You’re Tw-Tw-Tweeting from a golden tower

Ain’t got no soul to sell and that’s your power

God is good and God is great

Now get the fuck out of th USA

Christ liked the American way

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

Automatic wapons and white supremacy

Protected privilege without apology

Liberty and justice for the wealthy

Yeah, God is good and God is great

Now get the fuck out of the USA

Christ liked the American way

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

A burning crucifix and a hanging tree