The Good Father Lyrics - Born Against

The American Dream the good father wants to paddle it one way democracy it's 

our gift to the savage the good father the holy saviour rests one hand on a 

smaller neighbour and we're nowhere close to getting what we need Father knows 

best we're going to kill you bulldozed with dollar bills paving over the 

bloody mash so much light to spread while the gore's still fresh we own the 

government the crops the land your hearts and minds see the system works the 

dead just don't know it yet father knows best we're going to own you the good 

father stands tall waiting to embrace his smallest child and if you act fast 

we promise you won't feel the pain.