Pajama pants walking - These hands weren't made for fighting

(I'm sorry, you wouldn't understand)
It's a boy problem (no) it's not a boy problem
It's not a girl problem it's a world problem
Better call a sitter, mommy and daddy on the front line
It's a moral problem it's an everything problem
It's a me problem and it's a you problem
It's gonna cost a lot of money it's gonna be really bad

But when i start to think that no one's really in the right
My patriot friend sings me this song before I sleep at night

We're on the right side, like we've always been
We make the best movies, so we must be
The right side, how could I forget?
We have the most people suffering
We have all the means to save other people
Look at us, how could you blame poor old america?

This is not a joke, this is sewious
This is causality with our names attached
This is damning evidence that pajama pants walking is a traitor
This is mass hysterianecessary this is every actor you love saying power to the people
Power to all the little people

But when I start to feel like we're all imminently fucked
My christian friend sings me a hymn, says it brings good luck
We're on the right side
Like in WWII (oo oo)
We have His blessing
And they do not
The right side
What's wrong with you?
They have so much hate for us in their hearts
We have so much love for them in our hearts
O look at them, why do they blame poor old america?

We're on the wrong side, and it fucking hurts
We started this, we paid for this
The wrong side, you're either a devout or you're a deserter
Ever wonder where your money goes?
Well this is where your money goes
Ever wonder where your money goes?
Well this is where your money goes
Ever wonder where your money goes?
Well this is where your money goes

I'm so genteel I'm incredible, I'm so genteel I'm incredible
I'm so genteel I'm incredible, I'm so genteel I'm incredible
I'm so genteel I'm incredible, I'm so genteel I'm incredible
I'm so genteel I'm incredible, I'm so genteel I'm incredible
I'm so genteel I'm incredible, I'm so genteel I'm incredible
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
Where we decide what side the history books say we're on
Who could survive poor old america? Goddamn ladies we all ?

You run from US, you run from US
You dance for US, you dance for US
You clean for US, you clean for US
You sell to US, you sell to US
Take the blame for US, take the blame for US
You're provoking US, you're provoking US
Entertaining US, entertaining US
You're annoying US, annoying US

You run from US, you run from US, (Hey!)
You dance for US, you dance for US, (You think we're motherfucking clean?)
You clean for US, you clean for US
You sell to US, you sell to US, (You're gonna make me fight?)
Take the blame for US, take the blame for US
You're provoking US, you're provoking US, (Baby gonna cry?)
Entertaining US, entertaining US, (What am I, scrap metal?)
Annoying US, annoying US, (scrap metal?)

You run from US, you run from US
You dance for US, you dance for US
You clean for US, you clean for US
You sell to US, you sell to US, (Maybe I'll go through gender re-assignment surgery so the army doesn't want me)