Lyrics:

Golden country, your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn

The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness, we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand

Mortgage people you crawl to your homes
Your security lies in your bed of white foam
You act concerned but then why turn away
When a lady was raped on your doorstep today
Well your blacks are cryin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are dyin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn

The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness, we must put an end
And before we leave we must make a stand, oh yeah

Golden country, your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You start around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn, yeah

Well the time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness, we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand, whoa yeah

The time has come for you my friend
Mmm, to all this ugliness, we must put an end
And before we leave we must make a stand, whoa
We must make a stand, oh yeah