Family friends meet at an electronics store
And every flag I see is at half mast
The world around me is such an easy image
When valued as it was in '45
The military generals told me
"You know what you gotta do"
In the words of Mr. Sherman
"Light it all on fire"
God dammit, I love our affluence
And everyone I know is a piece of shit
The neighbors down the block got two brand new cars
Now everything I own is a piece of shit
Everything I own is a piece of shit