We were raised to be just what we are in case you didn't know
  If I offered up to you some proof would you let your anger show
  Or would you let your mind to sleep kept warm by simple novelties
  A history that's really not your own
  Is freedom just a privilege of hatred guaranteed
  Is compassion just a second thought of hope brought to it's knees
  Can dignity see fit to work past all it doesn't want to see?
  Seven guns for degradation
  Three cheers for cruel tradition
  Red, white and black eyes forever
  Somewhere south of respect tonight
  This tension's wrapped up nice and tight
  The static's felt but never makes a sound
  A man finds nothing left to eat
  Another sells his body for a place to sleep
  As klansmen flood a conference hall downtown
  This T.V. has the answers, let fashion have your eyes
  This job is your achievement, this bible your pride
  Can dignity see fit to try and fix what it knows fear can't hide
  Seven guns for degradation
  Three cheers for cruel tradition
  Red, white and black eyes forever
  I think of a story my father told me about a fella he knew in the army
  The pentagon traded him checks for both his legs
  "Fuck the States" was the last thing father heard he had said
  Still it's said that this war was won
  Well, I refuse to be another dead nation's bastard son
  I have eyes that see, I have a mind that thinks
  I have a mouth that speaks and god damn it will
  Beacause I've had enough of all this shit about
  "making do" "Playing ball" "the way things are" and "dealing with it"
  Mixing pop and politics, he asks me what the use is
  I'm not into making excuses
  And I'll die the day I find I'm fucking useless