Here's to the judges of John Roberts,
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Who wear the robe of honor in a phony legal form,
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And justices are stranger when the partisans report,
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When the court elected a president it was the beginning of this war,
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Here's to the land you tore out the heart of,
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John Roberts find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's to the government of Dick Cheney,
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With criminals posing as advisers to the crown,
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And they hope that no one sees the sites or that no one hears the sounds,
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Cause the speeches of our president are the remains of a clown
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Here's to the land you tore out the heart of,
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Dick Cheney find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's to the churches of Jerry Falwell,
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Oh the cross once made of silver now is turned to rust,
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And the Sunday morning services preach in fear of men in love,
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And God only knows in heaven they must trust
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Here's to the land you tore out the heart of,
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Jerry Falwell find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's to the laws of Alberto Gonzalez,
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Congress will pass an act in the panic of the day,
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And the Constitution's drowning in an ocean of decay,
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And freedom of speech is dangerous I've even heard them say,
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Here's to the land you tore out the heart of,
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Gonzalez find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's to the businessmen of George W,
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Who'll want to change the focus from Halliburton to Enron
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And their profits like blood money spilled out on the white house lawn,
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To keep their hold on power they're using terror as a con,
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While the bombs they fall on children don't know which side... don't care which side that they're on
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Here's to the land you tore out the heart of,
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George W find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
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George W find yourself another country to be part of
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Here's To The State
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Eddie Vedder |