Wave the flags
as they march off to war.
The body bag count
doesn’t matter anymore.
How quickly we become uncivilized when the dirt kicked
is kicked in our eyes.
A world away they drop bombs
while back at home
every car has a flag sticker on.
And they sing patriotic songs.
And no one knows
what’s really going on.
Open your eyes.
They’re killing kids.
We’re supposed to be the better man. We’re doing the same things they did. We bomb a wedding,
we bomb our allies,
we bomb and we bomb.
Let the bombs decide!
Let the bombs decide.
Don’t get me wrong,
I love my country.
But killing innocent people is something I don’t want to see.
Would it be so easy
to turn the other cheek,
if the kids that were dying lived just down the street.
Open your eyes.
They’re killing kids.
We’re supposed to be the better man. We’re doing the same things they did. We bomb a wedding,
we bomb our allies ,
we bomb and we bomb,
Let the bombs decide!
Let the bombs decide!
Wave the flags
as they march off to war.
The body bag count
doesn’t matter anymore.
How quickly we become uncivilized when the dirt kicked
is kicked in our eyes.
A world away they drop bombs
while back at home
every car has a flag sticker on.
And they sing patriotic songs.
And no one knows
what’s really going on.
Open your eyes.
They’re killing kids.
We’re supposed to be the better man. We’re doing the same things they did. We bomb a wedding,
we bomb our allies,
we bomb and we bomb.
Let the bombs decide!
Let the bombs decide.
Don’t get me wrong,
I love my country.
But killing innocent people is something I don’t want to see.
Would it be so easy
to turn the other cheek,
if the kids that were dying lived just down the street.
Open your eyes.
They’re killing kids.
We’re supposed to be the better man. We’re doing the same things they did. We bomb a wedding,
we bomb our allies ,
we bomb and we bomb,
Let the bombs decide!
Let the bombs decide!
Happy Campers - Tubes
Lyrics:
Billy-club and a gun, can of mace and a badge,
Seem to have given you the right to take away what rights I have.
Lack of respect, no compromise, abuse of power, excessive force,
Attacking the ones you serve and protect, the justice system in reverse.
A few kids in the desert hanging out listening to bands.
Call the police, heaven forbid, they use the energy on Steve Wynn’s land.
For us you needed a chopper? For us you had to draw guns?
Meanwhile someone’s raped and murdered, but at least you stopped our fun.
At least you stopped our fun.
Knock down our stuff, cussing at us, waving your big shotgun around.
You tried to silence us by knocking all of our equipment down.
A protest escaped my lips, I’ve always been one to speak my mind.
Stand up for my constitutional right and got a shotgun pressed between my eyes.
Between my eyes, between my eyes, between my eyes.
You threatened my life, insulted me, showed me I have no place in this society.
And you wonder why I have a lack of respect for authority?
