Patriot's Heart

If you want to see something patriotic there's a stripper

he don't that look that good but he's got an all american smile

that fills his underwear with all the lonely dollars

from all the lonely men who no one ever suffers

who wait around the bar and spend all their lonely hours

who're already gone no ones running for cover

the farther the run away away the more you have to hide in the dark

white as a worm that crawls through the patriots heart

It's so red white and blue the way he works the bar

selling his embraces like mr. president or a fallen star

and he doesn't care if you're worldly or wise

he's looking for men with sin in their eyes and

he always says the same thing: he says how are you doing baby

I'm your rod and your staff and for a tip you can touch me

and after a few tequilas he becomes something holy

and this crappy little bar with its sweating mirrors and mildewed ceiling

has more love than even natural selection

and dollar for dollar babe - its a better bargain

the more you pay the more it can break you all apart

dollars pour like ashes from the patriots heart

He knows that your good time will someday kill him

but the thought of getting old doesn't thrill him

he says give me all your money and don't tell me what you're thinking

I'm the past you wasted I'm the future you're obliterating

c'mon grandpa tell me what you're celebrating

that you're heart heart finally dried up

or that it finally stopped working and

how you make a dead man come is the undertakers art

make 'em shine like the alcohol that preserves the patriots heart

See him fade with the dawn and a pile of washington's

with his head in a spin - happy to pass out again

he would rather fade into the static than hear the violins

that whine like old lovers who whine that they loved him

he would rather laugh alone in the dark with the soft hands of heaven

because it leaves him alone with his new entertainment system

he does it for the money but he gives more than he's given

he does it for the money but he gives more than he's given

and its only when he's naked he feels his heart

in the whorehouse desert of the patriots heart

we all want a patriots heart