Something To Fight For
Your Mother told you I'm a soldier Son
But truly I'm a coward
They show you how to hold a gun
And weak I felt empowered
They told me who to point it at
Said don't be asking questions
They taught me not to answer back
They payed into my pension
She told you I'm a hero
How I saved the lives of many
Nah I did as I was paid to do
With blood on every penny
Let's not rhapsodise reality
I'd like to have my say
I shot and I was shot at
For sixteen hours a day
Two pound fucking forty five pence
My hourly rate
I watched on as my friends were killed
For less than minimum wage
They came through on the radio
The targets we'd acquired
And I did as I was trained to do
I knew why I was hired
For the Queen and for the country
Was how you justify it
I held the gun
My blood slowed cold
I shuddered
And I'd fired
In a flash it was over
Their life and maybe mine
As I'm forever now the holder
Of reminders of my crime
At first I'd mumble sorry
Like it absolved me of the deed
But soon sorry turned to silence
Got him look at me succeed
I'm watching world war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
You see these armies need the needy
On the frontline of their wars
And if you fight to feed the greedy fucks
With land and oil and spoils
If you kill to serve the overfed
And flesh falls from your paws
Well it was you who pulled the trigger
And the choice was always yours
I'm watching world war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
World war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
Thou shalt not kill's instilled
It's deep within your genes
And I fumble not to feel this guilt
That eats me in my dreams
You see it chews with mighty molars
Mangles up my gut
A wing nut on my waistline tightens
Cuts and screws me up
My soul can't bare the weight of it
My heart can't take the ache
My eyes deny my stomaching
The sight of my own face
And the drink won't drown the sorrow
I grow lost inside a void
Where self hate destroys the hope
Of even loving you my boy
But truly I'm a coward
They show you how to hold a gun
And weak I felt empowered
They told me who to point it at
Said don't be asking questions
They taught me not to answer back
They payed into my pension
She told you I'm a hero
How I saved the lives of many
Nah I did as I was paid to do
With blood on every penny
Let's not rhapsodise reality
I'd like to have my say
I shot and I was shot at
For sixteen hours a day
Two pound fucking forty five pence
My hourly rate
I watched on as my friends were killed
For less than minimum wage
They came through on the radio
The targets we'd acquired
And I did as I was trained to do
I knew why I was hired
For the Queen and for the country
Was how you justify it
I held the gun
My blood slowed cold
I shuddered
And I'd fired
In a flash it was over
Their life and maybe mine
As I'm forever now the holder
Of reminders of my crime
At first I'd mumble sorry
Like it absolved me of the deed
But soon sorry turned to silence
Got him look at me succeed
I'm watching world war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
You see these armies need the needy
On the frontline of their wars
And if you fight to feed the greedy fucks
With land and oil and spoils
If you kill to serve the overfed
And flesh falls from your paws
Well it was you who pulled the trigger
And the choice was always yours
I'm watching world war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
World war three
Through a smart TV
I praise the antenna
It don't affect me
Directly through a smart TV
Live and direct
It don't affect me
Thou shalt not kill's instilled
It's deep within your genes
And I fumble not to feel this guilt
That eats me in my dreams
You see it chews with mighty molars
Mangles up my gut
A wing nut on my waistline tightens
Cuts and screws me up
My soul can't bare the weight of it
My heart can't take the ache
My eyes deny my stomaching
The sight of my own face
And the drink won't drown the sorrow
I grow lost inside a void
Where self hate destroys the hope
Of even loving you my boy
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Conybeare
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