Lyrics:

We live in a Christian police state
A nation of fat NASCAR fans
Its a classist, misogynist, fascist and despotic tool
Of rich white men with bloodstains on their hands

Were a cruelly carnivorous
Gang of flat-out ridiculous
Wal-Mart sheeple breeding
Big Mac-eating brats

Check out Chomsky and Zinn
When they start to fill you in
Itll knock you on your ass

Thank Gawd for the chattering classes
We know whats best for you creeps
Things like vinyl and bikes, indie coffee shops
And microbrews and LGBT-friendly soccer teams

They insist on imposing
The corporate will of America
On the world at large
No matter what the cost

Ive got it all figured out
And I dont have any doubts
So why am I so lost?

I cant figure out what to do [x3]