Track · Mar 23, 2026 · English
Teeth In The Flag
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3:14
Language
English
Lyrics
[Intro]
[Crowd vocal
Unison]
We’re not your numbers
We’re not your names
[Verse 1]
They sell us faith like spoiled meat
Flies on the screen
They buzz and feast
Every promise
Just a needle
Pushing rust into the vein
Red ties
Blue ties
Same teeth grin
Chewing our scars for the cameras again
They toast with sweat from our backs
Call it water for the poor
[Chorus]
I’m sick of the saints on the slaughterhouse floor
Hands in my pockets
Still begging for more
Left wing
Right wing
Same dead bird
Pecking our eyes while they polish their words
I’m sick
I’m sick
Of the teeth in the flag
[Verse 2]
They auction air
They meter rain
Bottle our rage
Then brand it as change
Every slogan’s just a muzzle
Spray-painted to look brave
They draw their lines across our throats
Hang us like coats on their winter votes
We choke on dust from their thrones
Call it the cost of being “free”
[Chorus]
I’m sick of the saints on the slaughterhouse floor
Hands in my pockets
Still begging for more
Left wing
Right wing
Same dead bird
Pecking our eyes while they polish their words
I’m sick
I’m sick
Of the teeth in the flag
[Bridge]
[Drums and bass drop
Chant over stomp]
Line us up
Tag our ears
We are cattle
They sell our fears
Feed us lies
Till our stomachs tear
We burp their names
Like a poisoned prayer (oh)
[Chorus]
I’m sick of the saints on the slaughterhouse floor
Hands in my pockets
Still begging for more
Left wing
Right wing
Same dead bird
Pecking our eyes while they polish their words
I’m sick
I’m sick
Of the teeth in the flag
[Outro]
[Crowd vocal
Call and response]
No king / no cage
(Just blood, just rage)
No throne / no crown
(We burn it down)
Style
rockferocious grunge-rock barn burner; weathered male vocals riding over blown-out bass and punishing tom-heavy drums. verses stay in a tense half-time stomp with dryin-your-face vocal; choruses explode into gang-shouted hooks and widedistorted power chords used as accents and feedback stabs. bridge drops to a guttural bass grind and floor-tom marchthen slams back with crowd vocals and chaotic guitar squeals.male vocalsvocalelectricgrungeenglish
Prompt
Grunge, Rock, Barn burner, Rebellious, Song about being sick of politics, heavy bass, heavy drums, electric guitar as accent, weathered male voice, disturbing analogy lyrics, crowd vocal Backing track
Credits
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LonnoRampa
LonnoRampaGeneratedMar 23, 2026
ModelZona