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

Before we leave we must make a stand, oh yeah......


(solo)


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


(repeat)