Republica
My Republican Jesus is hiding beneath the streets
My starving artists all just bought in, we're going mainstream
Lined up at night for everyone to see
I think I'm starting to believe

It's the end of the world, but we'll wait for commercial break
A thousand year refrain of, "God Bless The USA"
Your Midwest jihadist is hiding pipe bombs in my mailboxes
I hid a message in my head I think I'm starting to forget

Choking on a broken hallelujah, let her pray
Bow our heads, imagine God's strange language when she says
"Can we get free?
Can we get free?"

Bring forth your carpenters, make every one a king
Offer a thousand hearts to every prophet prince, oh kids
Your future school shooters are all out cutting class
Your pharmaceutical, one hundred thousand milligrams, oh yeah

Choking on a broken hallelujah, let her pray
Bow our heads, imagine God's strange language when she says
"Can we get free?
Can we get free?"
Your government is going underground
Your underground is selling out
Your god is in the reverb that comes screaming through my speakers
Come on, come on, come on, let it out

"Can we get free?
Can we get free?
Can we get free?"

Choking on a broken hallelujah, let her pray
Bow our heads, imagine God's strange language when she says
"Can we get free?
Can we get free?"

Choking on a broken hallelujah, let her pray
Bow our heads, imagine God's strange language when she says
"Can we get free?
Can we get free?"