By Burning The Flag Of Their Country

By burning the Flag of their Country their heritage they have denied
For their ancestors in bloody battles for love of that old flag have died
Even those who oppose war will tell you their Country's flag is a sacred thing
You burn the Flag of your Country and shame on yourself you will bring.

By burning the Flag of their Country they spat upon the soldier's grave
For love of that flag and it's colours in battle the young man died brave
He carried that flag into battle and it waved where the gunfire was loud
And that flag to him more than a symbol of his Country's Flag he felt proud.

Before they set fire to the flagpost they should have taken the time to pause
For by burning the Flag of their Country they only did harm to their cause
Their grievances are with the Government and with the Government alone
And to burn the Flag of your Country is not what the masses condone.

By burning the Flag of their Country they brought upon themselves disgrace
Still the flag it will live on forever since a replica waves in it's place
They tried to embarass the Government but they went about it the wrong way
The cause they espouse now is tainted for stupid act a price to pay.

Perhaps they lost use of their reason in a moment of anger and hate
When they burnt the Flag of their Country that waved by the Parliament Gate
By trying to embarass the Government they embarrassed themselves instead
For by burning the Flag of their Country they spat on the graves of the dead.