Hotel for Moses

When I was young I saw the flag Paper airplanes in the trash Baby all I see is pain Just a symptom of my age The thought alone made me cry Some sacrosanct lullaby Make me believe Show me your teeth Land of the free Numbered bullets hit the ground Vicious evening timpani sound Smoke and roses in our eyes We drink expensive pesticide So come on And tell me what I owe ya Got a casket for Vincent And a bed for your soldiers Make me believe Show me your teeth Land of the free Moses come down the mountain He told them all Cash your checks Turned all the swords Into pens And we still found a way To stab each other to death How 'bout that? So come on Promise when its over Stand guard at my grave Like a terracotta Soldier, baby Make me believe Show me your teeth Land of the free Land of the free