Hanging Tree lyrics
by Laura Jane Grace
Babies born into apocalypse
Ain't got no vision, got no taste for death
You can't trust a man with hair like that
Too much deception, no self-conscience
We got no pity, got no purpose
Ain't got no future, what's the point in it?
God is good and God is great
Now get the f*ck out of the USA
Christ liked the American way
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree
Learn to beg, learn to beg harder
You pray for walls, pray for slaughter
We don't want to die quietly
We want to f*ck sh*t up and cause a scene
You're Tw-Tw-Tweeting from a golden tower
Ain't got no soul to sell and that's your power
God is good and God is great
Now get the f*ck out of thе USA
Christ liked the American way
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree
Automatic wеapons and white supremacy
Protected privilege without apology
Liberty and justice for the wealthy
Yeah, God is good and God is great
Now get the f*ck out of the USA
Christ liked the American way
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree