Bruce Bornsby & The Range Defenders On The Flag
It's coming one day now said the captain It's coming one day now cried the priest. The people in high places may defend you But son you better hope they keep the peace. Can't you hear them calling? Can't you see them shine? The city halls are falling the defenders drink their wine. And when the party's over their stomaches start to sag Defenders Defenders of the flag. The congregation's waiting at the altar They can't find the preacher anywhere. They found him with the new girl from the chair Where they store the boxes of the book of prayer. If these guys are the good ones i don't want to know the bad You wonder how it happened they just picked it up from dad. While faded old glory is hanging like a rag Defenders Defenders of the flag. The flag is flying high over the courthouse The wheels of justice never stood a chance. The judge is down at Charlie's on his launch hour Checking out the picture show from France. Carrying a fifth of whiskey in a dirty paper bag Threw the ball to home but they always missed the tag. Faded old glory hanging like a rag Defenders Defenders on the flag.
