Moral Cleansing, American Style
Oh, it’s clean on the surface, washed in denial, That’s moral cleansing, American style
(Verse 1)
They wear their robes like armor
From the bench they cast their spell
Six hands raised in silence
And they banished hope to hell
No crime, no judge, no jury
Just a passport stamped in shame
Send ‘em where the sun don’t rise
And no one knows their name
(Chorus)
It’s moral cleansing, American style
Where cruelty gets buried under legal files
You don’t need a gun when you’ve got a plane
And due process dies without leaving a stain
Oh, it’s clean on the surface, washed in denial
That’s moral cleansing, American style
(Verse 2)
They say, "It’s not our problem"
When the bodies hit the ground
In countries torn by fire
Where justice can’t be found
Build your walls with paper
Hide the razor in the smile
Export the suffering,
And pretend it’s all worthwhile
(Chorus)
It’s moral cleansing, American style
Out of sight, out of court, out of mind by miles
You don’t need a camp when you’ve got a map
To erase the name and close the trap
Truth don’t scream when it’s in exile
That’s moral cleansing, American style
(Bridge)
The robes are black, the hearts are too
They rewrite law to look brand new
But every tyrant finds a stage
Where silence masks the deepest rage
And when they come for one, they come for all
You just don’t hear the warning call
(Verse 3)
History don’t repeat itself
But it sure can hum the tune
When conscience is a shadow
That disappears by noon
A flight to nowhere’s cheaper
Than a trial fair and just
And power always gambles
That the people won't mistrust
(Final Chorus)
It’s moral cleansing, American style
No bullets, just a bureaucratic exile
Where freedom’s ghost gets quietly sold
And justice bleeds while the engines roll
Wrapped in a verdict and filed with a smile
That’s moral cleansing, American style