Victory Lap

When the flames engulfed
 The home of the brave
 The stampede toward the border was in vain
 Faces palmed, faces paled
 As the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled
 When the free market
 Fundamentalist steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahar
 Bleeding to death
 I swear to Ayn Rand
 I'll ask if he needs an invisible hand
 You say not all cops
 You say not all men
 Yeah, you insist it's only 99%
 There's nothing new for you to learn
 Ok, sit back, relax, and watch it all burn!
 The colossal waste of energy
 Talent upon the talented
 Freedom upon the free
 This whole damn beautiful life
 Wasted on you
 And me
 God, are you there?
 It's me, in the denim jacket
 Are you receiving my prayers through the noise and cosmic static?
 God, are you there?
 Can you confirm I'm on the right goddamn planet?
 The day the rapture came
 A forgettable event
 The clouds, they opened up
 And not a single person went
 To the chromatic whistle of a carousel calliope
 Stomp the citizens of our clown, idiot, dingbat society
 Uh!
 Ah, Stomp