Young man, go out

And take what's yours, don't doubt

There's strength in numbers, walk on

Defend the meek, headstrong



Now the story's become a bore

I don't want to hear it anymore

It's by no means an immaculate conception

Too many bodies lying around

Pushing daisies out the ground

And the church is cashing in on resurrection



Well I tried so hard to please you

'Cos I know that you crave blood

Consumer credit carnivores

And now the masses have been fed

Suck the offal from the dead

Now the joker's here to pick the sores



Under the flag



Under the flag boy

Under what flag?