I saw the bodies on the news today A stretch of desert half the world away My eyes, victimized One force, one fight They must be kidding, 'cause I don't understand Sacrificing for a foreign land Who wields the hand of God With rockets in the night
For God & country you serve your time Fodder and friends on the firing line For God & country you rise and fall Will they remember that you gave it all?
The exit plan is a revolving door People are tired and morale is poor So meek, still they seek Some message on high The heads of state gather in the hall Approval ratings have started to fall They need martyrs please Hands up, who wants to die?
