There is treachery afoot On the highest levels Treason Sedition Malevolent power From those that rule us In their Ivory towers Handing out laws Made for men That apply for all Except to them Greed and corruption As they stuff their pockets Help their buddies All the while Mock us They think that we Are just the little people Dim and stupid So far beneath them But they have forgotten That we are the sons of legends Born of the Gods of the past As surely as Hercules himself But we are born of the Gods of freedom Of Washington and Jefferson and Madison Davey Crockett and Daniel Boone The sons born of America Birthed out in bravery and blood And we see your treachery And your blatant disregard For freedom and law And soon The sons and daughters of America Will be coming for you