They wanna sell it, buy it up, dumb it down
Good God is hard to find
But you're the crowd that wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I'm alive for the first time
Marching for your death, mouth of sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Point a gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
The right wing is left and the left one is gray
It's safe for the kids but nothing is safe
But you¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚¯re rated G rating election day
Got a A-B-C and a F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Marching for your death, mouth of sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Point a gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're wasting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flagWritten by Gretchen Peters
Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town
How does the turn of the century sound
I guarantee that we'll have a good time
New Year's Eve 1999
Now I know it sounds a bit premature
But I'm askin' you now 'cause I want to be sure
Do you have anything else in mind
New Year's Eve 1999
We'll drink pink champagne from a plastic cup
Dance all night 'til the sun comes up
We'll say it's been a pretty good century
Except for that weekend in '93
Then we'll go home to our warn winter bed
And tuck in the kids with a kiss on the head
And sing one more chorus of Auld Lang Syne
New Year's Eve 1999
I'll be your sweetheart if you'll be mine
New Year's Eve 1999, New Year's Eve 1999