Lady Liberty

Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Bought from a man selling fishes and loaves
So many things are done in freedom’s name
She thinks they all sound about the same
And it don’t matter if we win or lose
The way they tell it on the daily news

Blackmail beneath a bloodshot moon
Lone gunman whistling a tune
St. Peter and Napoleon
Are burning in the morning sun
It’s the recursive chemistry
Of warfare and idolatry

And Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes

And Mother Mary, born in sin
Wears her tattoos under the skin
She says “salvation” underneath her breath
But if you read her lips you’re seeing death
Don’t try to make them understand
They’ll be playing dumb until that too is banned

Knifepoint or featherbed
St. Peter don’t know what he said
Trying to remember what he’d done
But madness can touch anyone
And sitting on his father’s knee
He learned all about hypocrisy

And Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes

Bread and butter, black and white
Smoke and mirrors, day for night
Corruption stands behind the throne
Pulling strings attached to skin and bone
We all can see the tyranny
But we say, “Looks a lot like Liberty.”

And Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes
Lady Liberty has got new clothes

Lady Liberty has got new clothes
See the people, they’re all coming in droves
To see Lady Liberty
Lady Liberty
Lady Liberty