Myth Of A Christian Nation

I'm tired of being filed into classrooms And made to sit in pews Made subject to the tyranny of scriptures you abuse And handed guns to march along Like patriotic clowns Believing anything we're told And gunning anybody down I know you think the flag's got something to do with being free But what makes you think that matters to me We think we're doing something right No matter how bizarre Turn some stranger into a demon Cause we're told that's what they are No one needs to wonder why we've become so despised All the evil we're known for seem so righteous in our eyes I know you think the flag's got something to do with being free But what makes you think that matters to me I know you think the flag's got something to do with being free But what makes you think that matters to me