St. Peter at the pearly gates
Asks me why did I say f** brakes
You mean we're free to decide?
Might fall, but not today
f** gravity
And the USA
Cause we're going down
Either way
Whoa oh- f** brakes
Mistakes were made
In the land of the free built by their slaves
Taught how to behave by corporate crooks
Digging our ma** graves
I never color within the lines
My flags and bridges burn far behind
East side, West side, you lie we die
Doored and doomed
Still we f**ing ride
Whoa oh, f** brakes
Again the hell of my jail cell
Rats and roaches make prisons swell
Your harps and clouds of yesterday
They drift away
My kitty cats Snotty and Ratt
Wait by the door for sneak attack
Breaking free from my laws and lies
Their sweet meows say
“f** it, still we ride”
Whoa - oh f** brakes
Saint Peter at the pearly gates
Again asks why? Did I say f** brakes?
Like we're free to decide
Might kneel but not today
f** religion
And the USA
Cause we're on our knees
Either way
Live free or f**ing die
(We're free to die)
Live free or f**ing die
We're free to f** brakes!