Young man, go out And take what's yours, don't doubt There's strength in numbers, walk on Defend the meek, headstrong Now the story's become a bore I don't want to hear it anymore It's by no means an immaculate conception Too many bodies lying around Pushing daisies out the ground And the church is cashing in on resurrection Well I tried so hard to please you 'Cos I know that you crave blood Consumer credit carnivores And now the masses have been fed Suck the offal from the dead Now the joker's here to pick the sores Under the flag Under the flag boy Under what flag?