Holiday (feat. John Gallagher Jr., Stark Sands, Theo Stockman & Company)

Say hey! Hear the sound of the falling rain Coming down like an Armageddon flame (hey!) The shame, the ones who died without a name Hear the dogs howling out of key To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (hey!) And bleed, the company lost the war today I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives (whoa, oh) On holiday Hear the drum pounding out of time Another protester has crossed the line (hey!) To find the money's on the other side Can I get another amen? (Amen!) There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (hey!) A gag, a plastic bag on a monument I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives (whoa, oh) On holiday! Hey! Three, four! (The representative from Jingle town has the floor) "Sieg Heil" to the president Gasman Bombs away is your punishment Pulverize the Eiffel towers Who criticize your government "Bang, bang" goes the broken glass, and Kill all the fags that don't agree Try to fight fire, setting fire Is not a way that's meant for me Just 'cause (hey, hey, hey, hey!) Just 'cause, because we're outlaws, yeah (hey, hey, hey, hey!) I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives (whoa, oh) I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives (whoa, oh) This is our lives on holiday (hey!) (Hey!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)