Mother Superior Lyrics - Good Riddance

how ready are you 

to die for an ideal 

what's the connection, 

between a lie and what is real 

Mother Superior 

I've got an angel on my back 

I'm one of the righteous 

and I'm never going back 

no, no, no 

I'm never going back 

who's that shining forth-right man 

about to die behind me 

he's waiting for the portress to 

send me head over heels 

who's that black-heart four-star 

general walking up the hill 

to ask the liberals nicely 

to help, finance his private war 

and if I didn't trust that man 

when he puts the rifle in your hand 

sings you songs of pageantry and grace 

and how much you want to bet 

on the other side 

there's a man with twice your pride 

and they put you feet first in an 

unmarked grave 

there was a time in our history 

when we justified by saying 

our destinies manifest 

now imperialism is the mantra 

of the west 

see that trigger happy 

college boys, love a chance 

to try out their new toys 

then they wash the city streets 

clean, with the blood of infidels 

as the fabric of democracy 

left tattered in the dust 

we could put, another greedy man 

into the dictatorial 

puppet-show, now 

tell me, who do you trust 

who do you trust 

and an abominable hemisphere 

would perpetuate a heart-whole 

atmosphere 

call it a threat 

to national security 

call it just a poor-sick face 

one more place, 

to export cheap labor 

hail the monarchy 

hail the oligarchy 

a potential for anarchy 

and we pat ourselves 

firmly on the back