[Verse 1] Banners bright Fresh from the printer Faces painted Slogans loud They chant for men they never studied Smile and blend into the crowd Old flag waves from foreign winters Names they learned an hour ago They quote lines from classroom legends Never saw the fields below [Chorus] Useful idiots Marching in the rain Raising up the wicked Shouting out their names Useful idiots Singing borrowed dreams Cheering for the jailers of people they’ve not seen [Verse 2] They praise a judge who freed the butcher Call him brave for what he’s done They crowd around a fallen tyrant Selfies with a loaded gun Red scarf tied around their backpacks Post it Let the virtue glow They light candles for old regimes Blind to all the lives they owe [Chorus] [Bridge] Do you know their broken faces Sleeping in the camps you praise Do you hear the quiet mothers Counting years and counting graves You hold signs for distant masters Who would crush you in a day Yet you beg to be their chorus Beg to be their easy prey [Chorus]