LYRICS

Thank you, Mr. Officer Great

For all the things you’ve said to me

For all the good that you have ever done

Without you, what would I be?

You’re the gas upon my flames

My love and rage all rolled up into one

For every time your gun goes off

A new rebel is born

So when there’s 41 bullets

It’s 41,000 thorns in your side

We’ll take a ride down to Precinct 29

And we’ll sing and dance and break the code of silence

Thank you Governor, thank you Governor

To the Mayor and the commissioner

Your monster is alive now

She’s taking to the streets

Crashing through your operahouse

And tearing out the seats

For every time you’ve signed your name

Someone out there dies

Found a wallet, not a gun

And mother’s wiping tears from her eyes

We despise your hollow truths and honest lies

Now you can’t sing the monster into slumber

Thanks, bastards!

You made me what I am

Thanks, bastards!

I took the goods and ran

Homeland security vs. civil liberty

I’m studying in the shadows of our state

I’ve seen the bones they try to hide

Cutthroat living’s other side

The flood of U.S. bathwater displaced

The funeral march of all the victims

Of your power war

Rob the rights and steal the nights

And rebels shall be born

Forevermore

You’re the storm

We shall play after it pours

And joy is sure to come after your silence

Thanks, bastards!

You made me what I am

Thanks, bastards!

I took the goods and ran