The Cheerleaders Minutemen

We'll talk some reason
We could look at the past
Will the nation grow?
Prosperity may last
Can we look
At the problems ahead?
With our heads in the sand
We might as well be dead

Cheer him on
The leader of the team
He'll push on through
At all cost to win
But are we free
To think for ourselves
Or doomed
To repeat our mistakes?

Can you hear them as they call your name?
Can you count the lives they will take?
Do ya' have to see the body bags
'fore you make a stand?

The cheerleaders
Call out their names
On the sidelines
They can feel the players sweat
And I wonder
What it is they see?
All the rallies
Will never set them free