There's a new war overseas, it's no different from the last. Send in jet planes and marines, we're still not learning from the past. In the army national guard you can be a killer, become the terrorist
Open your eyes and see that we're just toys hanging from the strings of a government
But they won't hold you up or watch your back on the front line while you're fighting for their wealth. They'll throw you into battle to protect the freedoms of the owners of the companies that made the enemies the slaves through factories and capitalistic practice No more respect. No more respect for individuals There's no respect for the people
Big Brother says jump and we scream "how high?" he tells us to fight, we don't question why. Big Brother says jump and we scream "how high?" he tells us to fight and we scream "I'll die!"
We will not fight in the skies We will not die on your shores We will not believe these lies Two plus two still equals four
We will not fight in the skies We will not die on your shores We will not believe these lies Two plus two will always equal fourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
