oh say can you see
that something isnt right
and so proudly we hail
a country built on slav'ry
whose red stripes and bright stars
stand for perilous fight
O the natives we slaughtered
with their massacred children
and the rockets red glare,
that we only can have
gave proof through the night
that we are selective
oh, say does that world-power that you are free
if you are from this land and you do as they plan
on the shore, dimly seen
through the propaganda
the true foes dirty hand
in a disguise disposes
those who are with a breeze
of the truth in speaking
and does carefully blow
away the constitution
now it catches the gleam,
of this wakened eye sight
in no glory reflected
off eyes of a leader
'Tis the blood-spangled banner! oh long may we slave
O the land of deprived and the home of satan
'Tis the blood-spangled banner! oh long may we dive
Into lies of elite and the home of our graves
and where is that band
who so vauntingly swore
that the truth would be told
oh they are making money
A home and a country,
all leave us the same
the blood has washed a shore
but we swim passed the bodies
no refuge could save
the honesty from face
from the terror of men
or the gloom of the grave
and the blood-mangled banner in its truth do wave
O'er the land of deprived and the home of poor slaves
Oh! thus be it ever
when free men dont stand
between their loved home
and the wars desolation
the true evil paints the sky-
line with bloody barrens' hands
Praise the power that hath made
and preserved us a hating
thus conquering us
when the stones turned to dust
and the plan of powers
In one is their trust
And that blood-spangled banner is calling his name
To the land too easy with the fear of no names
And that blood-mangled banner is calling his name
To the land rolled downward from the house on the hill
And the blood-mangled banner is calling dark reign
on the men who care not and the home of the poor slaves