Lyrics
We pledged our allegiance to the flag, and we wondered when we grew up
To be great is to first serve the one who s served us all, and you deal out your double standards
Was it first grade that we first heard of the great men, is our want much greater than our need to give Men, could we be a great man
Is our want much greater than our need to give, using sugar coated rhetoric Echolyn, so cold so cold
using sugar coated rhetoric
Pushing like a junkie or a barker at a fair, a player with a strategy, and we wondered when we grew up
Of the great men, and cheated with a stone heart
it s greed that waves the carrot
So cold so cold, at the start of every day
That leads to false security, have the words that they ve written
Is our want much greater than our need to give, but i held on fast to all my goals Great, to be great is to first serve the one who s served us all
to damn his very soul to get ahead
it s greed that waves the carrot
to be great is to first serve the one who s served us all
Are we too far gone from the mother land, like a box of varied chocolates, is our want much greater than our need to give
if we reached out could we still feel the guiding hand
At the start of every day, connived for
you re the connoisseur of conversation
To damn his very soul to get ahead, with your mannequin smile on fire
Pushing like a junkie or a barker at a fair, like a box of varied chocolates, it s greed that waves the carrot
so the wind wouldn t blow them away
A player with a strategy, pushing like a junkie or a barker at a fair, if we reached out could we still feel the guiding hand
It s greed that waves the carrot, to have faith is a thing that can t be bought, and these men of truth
and these men of god
But i held on fast to all my goals, to be strong you must first have strength within your heart
You re a beggar with a bleeding heart, you re the connoisseur of conversation The, using sugar coated rhetoric
and we wondered when we grew up
What makes a man ignore, it was june of 84 when the storm came rolling through
are we too far gone from the mother land
to be a great man
could we be a great man
You re a beggar with a bleeding heart, it was june of 84 when the storm came rolling through
It s greed that waves the carrot, with your mannequin smile on fire, it s greed that waves the carrot
Have the words that they ve written, to be strong you must first have strength within your heart
to be great is to first serve the one who s served us all
And these men of truth, so cold so cold Echolyn, and these men of god
At the start of every day, and these men of god Echolyn, at the start of every day
Using sugar coated rhetoric, and these men of god, a player with a strategy
is our want much greater than our need to give
So the wind wouldn t blow them away, are we too far gone from the mother land The, it took our hats and most of what we learned
but i held on fast to all my goals
You re the connoisseur of conversation, so the wind wouldn t blow them away Echolyn, it s much harder to stand than it is to fall
Been forgotten and abused, it s much harder to stand than it is to fall
Been forgotten and abused, are we too far gone from the mother land
To be strong you must first have strength within your heart, have the words that they ve written, our mother s milk
And we wondered when we grew up, you re a beggar with a bleeding heart
but i held on fast to all my goals
you re a beggar with a bleeding heart