Текст песни The Grand Preamble (Annie Get Your Gun, Mask, Ductape And Some Matches)

I'm calling all intellectuals and other traitors; Rousers of the rabble and the instigators Get your war on and curry favour to United States of the state of nature. Rest on clichés weather-beaten, we've arrived having already eaten. Sing aloud, my choir of Heathens: we are not coming home tonight!