What side are you on boysnwhen you salute and click your heelsnand do the bidding of a criminalnto whom you deftly kneelnhe tars you with the flag nand lies that would not fool a childnas you careen in the limo's back seatnwith a whore with eyes gone wildnnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnnWhen the mirror finally catches younjust what can you seenthrough the toadies and the hangers onnand the slime and the debrisnhas your soul gone for a lap dancenor your conscience overdosednon pills and party favorsnand the ignorance of ghostsnnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnnHere's hoping that it haunts younand keeps you up at nightnand the thunder brings you back therenwhere the dogs they howl and bitenand the fresh earth that they move todaynto lay another downnwill stain your pristine night clothesna lifeless darkened brownnnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnnHistory will judge you my friendnshe gets us all in the endnand when you're lying on your death bednwaiting to ascendnthe blood of all the innocentsnthat you condemned to dienwill soak you to your skin sirnand leave no time for replynnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnnI'll sing this song to men of warnand those who turn their headnand count up all the dollarsnthey make from all the deadnI'll sing this song to cowardsnand insipid little mennwho from corporate to the bottom linenrob us with a fountain pennnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourselfnHow do you live with yourself nhow do you live with yourself