In a Tire Fire

Our clothes are tattered, Flags are burning
The wheels of change, They say, are turning
And everyone is reaffirming that we've changed history

But the words I speak, you know, are fiction
Cause' we are plagued by indecision
Constrained by bureaucracy and religion
And we'd rather watch TV

So, glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
Oh, amber waves, we hardly knew ya
In this place no one's free