Gung Ho

You say, hey The state of the union Is fine, fine, fine, fine, fine I got the feelin' that you're Lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin' And you say the state of the union Well it's fine fine fine, so it's fine fine fine I think you're lyin', lyin', lyin'

On a field of red one gold starRaised above his head Raised above his head He was not like any other He was just like any otherAnd the song they bledWas a hymn to him Awake my little one The seed of revolution Sewn in the sleeveOf cloth humbly worn W