Butch Walker Follow

And the sky is falling upwards
On a summer desert night
While kids in school are forced
To sing the battle hymns just right

Extras paid to get excited
On the TV screen
So doped up on diversions
That they don't know what it means

To be free to hate the ones you hate
Free to love the ones you love
Free to like the land you live on
Not the one who leads

All I?m sayin?
Dig the grave you lay in
After all, you make the call
Hang up before it's too late

Make sure to give your full attention
Smile the best you can
Watch this hand give peace sign
While the other chokes a man

'Cause he wants to love another man
They?ll tell you that its bad
Some book that set the moral codes
Is glamorized in ads

So be free to hate the ones you hate
Free to love the ones you love
Free to like the land you live on
Not the one who leads

All I?m sayin?
Dig the grave you lay in
After all, you make the call
Hang up before it's too late

And the back flipping, spike-haired preachers preaching
Through their headset mics
Saying, "God is the new Elvis
And he?s gonna rock tonight?

So just sip on that new energy drink
Although it tastes like shit
'Cause a pretty TV couple says
They can't live without it

Free to hate the ones you hate
Free to love the ones you love
Free to like the land you live on
Not the one who leads

All I'm sayin?
Dig the grave you lay in
After all, you make the call
Hang up before it's too late

Free to hate the ones you hate
Free to love the ones you love
Free to like the land you live on
Not the one who leads

All I'm sayin?
Dig the grave you lay in
After all, you make the call
Hang up before it's too late