Laura Jane Grace - Hanging Tree Lyrics

Hanging Tree

Babies born unto apocalypse,
Got no vision, got no taste for death
You can't trust a man with hair like that
Too much deception, no self conscious
We've 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 fuck out of the USA
Christ like the American way,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree

Learn to beg, learn to beg harder
Pray for walls, pray for slaughter
We don't want to die quietly
We want to fuck shit up and cause a scene
Twit, twit, twitting 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 fuck out of the USA
Christ like the American way,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree,
Automatic weapons and white supremacy,
Protected privilege without apology,
Liberty and justice for the wealthy

God is good and God is great
Now get the fuck out of the USA
Christ like the American way,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree,
A burning crucifix and a hanging tree