Killing for Uncle Sam
Killing for my Uncle Sam
He flew me half way round the world
And put a gun in my hand
He says I'm fighting for your freedom
But I'm standing guard in poppy fields
We thought he wanted oil but I guess he needs some drugs to deal
I'm working up on Capitol Hill
I kill more people with my pen than your guns ever will
The bankers and bomb makers are the people I truly serve
The root of all our evils begins with the federal reserve
Well let's go back in time when everybody was so proud of America
Before our wars on foreign shores
And acting like a big gang of terrorists
The truths never told
Our young lives are sold
I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old
I got myself a badge and a gun
I'll pull you over shoot your rover boy I do it for fun
I've been known to kill old ladies and flash grenade young babies in their sleep
Careful of them seeds you're sowing
Cause there's gonna be some hell to reap
Now I'm working for internal affairs
We investigate ourselves yeah so nobody cares
When we send them on vacation and make sure they get their back pay
Who are you protecting when you're killing three people a day
Hey yeah let's go back in time when everybody was so proud of America
Before our wars on our own shores
And getting killed by our own badges terrorists
The truths never told
Their integrity sold
Well I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old
I say I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old!
He flew me half way round the world
And put a gun in my hand
He says I'm fighting for your freedom
But I'm standing guard in poppy fields
We thought he wanted oil but I guess he needs some drugs to deal
I'm working up on Capitol Hill
I kill more people with my pen than your guns ever will
The bankers and bomb makers are the people I truly serve
The root of all our evils begins with the federal reserve
Well let's go back in time when everybody was so proud of America
Before our wars on foreign shores
And acting like a big gang of terrorists
The truths never told
Our young lives are sold
I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old
I got myself a badge and a gun
I'll pull you over shoot your rover boy I do it for fun
I've been known to kill old ladies and flash grenade young babies in their sleep
Careful of them seeds you're sowing
Cause there's gonna be some hell to reap
Now I'm working for internal affairs
We investigate ourselves yeah so nobody cares
When we send them on vacation and make sure they get their back pay
Who are you protecting when you're killing three people a day
Hey yeah let's go back in time when everybody was so proud of America
Before our wars on our own shores
And getting killed by our own badges terrorists
The truths never told
Their integrity sold
Well I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old
I say I don't know about you all but these wars are really getting old!
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Writer(s): Tom Burton
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