TV on the Radio - Dry Drunk Emperor (iTunes Live Session)

Baby boy dying under hot desert sun Watch your colors run Did you believe the lie they told you That Christ would lead the way And in a matter of days he'd Hand us victory Did you buy the bull they sold you That the bullets and the bombs And all the strong arms Would bring along security All eyes upon dry drunk emperor Gold cross jock skull and bones Mocking smile He's been Standing naked for a while Get him gone, get him gone, gone And bring all the thieves to trial End their false promise End their dream Watch it turn to steam Rising to the nose of some cross legged god Gog of magog End times sort of thing Oh unmentionable disgrace Shield the children's faces As all the monied apes Display unimaginably poor taste In a scramble for mastery Atta' boy get em with your gun Till mr. mega ton Tells us when we've won or What we're gonna leave undone All eyes upon Dry drunk emperor Gold cross jock skull and bones Mocking smile He's been Standing naked for a while Get him gone, get him gone, gone And bring all his thieves to trial What if all the fathers and the sons Went marching with their guns Drawn on Washington That would seal the deal Show if it was real This supposed freedom What if all the bleeding hearts Took it on themselves To make a brand new start Organs pumping on their sleeves Paint murals on the white house Feed the leaders L.S.D. Grab your fife and drum Grab your gold baton And let's meet on the lawn Shut down this hypocrisy