This isn't for the ones who blindly follow

Jingoistic bumper stickers tellin' you

To love it or leave it and you'd better love Jesus

And get out of the way of the Red, White, and Blue

This isn't for the ones who buy their six-packs

At the 7-Eleven where the clerk makes change

Whose accent makes clear (he) sure ain't from here

They call him a camel jockey instead of his name

[Chorus:]

No, this is for the ones who stand their ground

When the lines in the sand get deeper

When the whole world seems to be upside down

And (the) shots bein' taken get cheaper, cheaper

This isn't for the ones who would gladly swallow

Everything their leader would have them know

Bowing and kissin' while the truth goes missin'

"Bring it on," he crows, puttin' on his big show

This isn't for the man who can't count the bodies

Can't comfort the families, can't say when he's wrong

Playin' "I'm the decider," like some sort of Messiah

While another day passes and a hundred souls gone

[Chorus]

This is for the ones that I see above me

Three little stars in a great big sky

Light for the world and hope for the weary

They try

This isn't for the ones with their radio signal

Callin' for bonfires and boycotts, they rave

Exhorting their listeners to spit on the sinners

While countin' the bucks of advertising, they'll say

[Tag Chorus:]

This isn't for you and you know who you are

Just do what you want 'cause I know that you can

But I gotta be true to myself and to you

So on with the song, I don't give a damn