CRUELTY Track 1
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Raise the flag and I’ll salute for
The freedom to spit on its markings
But I won’t bow to a big dog
Who doesn’t know biting from barking
The man on top is just a lucky joe
Filled with lust and mistakes like me
But Main Street still believes
That country is sacred
Marriage is not bound by angels
Fixed by pixies or sculpted in starlight
It’s just two folks, making sure they
Have someone to cling to at midnight
They may thrive or they may split up
Regardless of God and the fates
But Main Street hasn’t heard
Someone spread the word
That marriage ain’t sacred
Children are just future grown-ups
The people you yell at in rush hour
They deserve all our protection
You can’t always count on some higher power
But let’s be honest, tell them life’s rough
Make it less a surprise
Still Main Street won’t submit
Main Street won’t admit
That childhood ain’t sacred
We’re just monkeys, pleasure junkies
If you can’t find beauty in that, you lose
All the glory of the story
That our struggle to find something more is through
Let’s take comfort in each other
In the short time we have
Oh, someone take this truth
From our wiser youth
Someone go tell Main Street
That nothing is sacred
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