His name is Brian, He's a private, and he's dyin' to go flyin' cause he's buyin' all the lyin' bout the lion and the lamb
The lamb of god yea you know him, he's without sin, and the nation Brian's in is so christian, they wanna kill all the muslims
Doesn't matter sunni, shitte, we must be right when we re-write all the words in that absurb excuse for we the peoples rights, so grab and gun and have some fun, til our progress is undone, we'll have one supreme divider, no decider that's for sure

It's Not Alright ma,
Yea i'm bleedin' black and blue
Oh It's Not Alright ma,
Tell me is there anything, anything at all that i can do

CNN and MSNBC accuse Fox News of spin, but they're as guilty by association, soundbytes draw us in, don't wanna hear the news of Darfurs fields of empty shoes where children used to laugh and now they're dead, no, that's gives us the blues
So we'll gossip Lindsay Lohan, watch a show and make some dough and we'll forget about Tibet, and hundred trillion dollar debt
At the country club we'll dine and sip fine wine and then we'll whine about a 17% tip, so that i can pay my rent

It's Not Alright, ma
Yea i'm bleedin' black and blue
Oh well It's Not Alright ma,
Tell me is there anything, anything at all that i can do

I'm pullin' three hundred a week, it's lookin' bleek, so i decided i must speak and sell my words, cus' only cash buys bread and meat
To the grind i am a slave
A shallow grave is where i lay
You believers better pray to save land of the free and home of brave

It's Not Alright ma,
I'm bleedin' black and blue
It's Not Alright ma,
Tell me is there anything, anything at all that i can do
It's Not Alright ma,
I'm bleedin' black and blue,
It's Not Alright ma,
Tell me is there anything, anything at all that i can do