Holiday - Hayseed Dixie

Say hey!

Cha!

Hear the sound of the falling rain

Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)

The shame, the ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key

To a hymn called «Faith and Misery» (Hey!)

And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday!

Hear the drum pounding out of time

Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)

To find the money’s on the other side

Can I get another Amen?

(Amen!)

There’s a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)

A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday!

(Hey!)

Three, four!

«The representative from California has the floor.»

Sieg Heil to the president Gasman

Bombs away is your punishment

Pulverize the Eiffel towers

Who criticize your government

Bang bang goes the broken glass, and

Kill all the fags that don’t agree

Trials by fire, setting fire

Is not a way that’s meant for me

Just 'cause (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

Just 'cause (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

Because we’re outlaws, yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday!