United by music and haircuts
A brand new army of suits that got sewn up
To fit the smiles of the do-gooders parade
But it is not our nation state that needs to be saved
A glamorous posturing of old design
So join the safety crusade and we all feel fine
Yeah you have been noble but bullshit is all I see
Uniting people around nationality

Hey what does this mean
We're building bigger walls around you and me and I said
Hey who's really been saved by the united artists' crusade

United by features of excess
Passing out crumbs at their convenience
And the upper-class is laughing at us yet
Since you keep missing the target
A soothing tone of a whole lot of nothing
Entertainment aid to try to prove something
While the power that produces poverty
Still remains intact for you and me

Hey what does this mean
We're building bigger walls around you and me and I said
Hey who's really been saved by the united artists' crusade