You cut your teeth on the cold war costumesBut caught your eye on a Lilly-white lullaby ofred and black collapseYou mix it up in the church and state divesBut cut it loose when it's time, it's time, it's time to let it goCheck your flag to see which way it blowsNo...Lick your finger then you'll really knowYou got a taste for the candy contracts and that's whyYou kiss your wife with a Saccharin sweet smileIt's red and white politeTo keep your cool in the hot seat spotlightYou turn it up: the heatThe heat is getting closeCheck your flag to see which way it blowsNo...Lick your finger then you'll really knowBut you won't find outWhich way the wind really blowsUntil your hand gets caught in the cookie jar
