They sent your son with a plan,
To fight some war in a desert land,
He ain't [bad word] home again.
He's makin' some money for a texas man!

Helicopters in the sky,
All the little soldiers die,
Their mothers and their daughters cry,
'Cause of politicians lies!

Have your innocence stolen
And your traded like a slave,
Have your promises broken
And your in for an early grave.

They’re deep in the schools now
 [bad word] for their war.
They know to skip all the rich kids,
'Cause the focus is on the poor.

It's always been like this,
You wanna be all you can be.
First they shave all your hair off,
And then your no longer free.

I have never [bad word] 
To assimilation that just doesn’t make sense.
Take a look at the state of the world,
I've never seen foreign relations more tense.

Chaos reigns, where troops are stationed,
panel of suits couldn't save em, if they tried.
Bombed on all sides-no plan for escape,
This mission is [bad word] #33; This mission is [bad word] #33;

All this is is a money game,
Let’s get down to the core,
Fight your battles here a home
And don’t go off to war.

Don't waste your time,
Stealin oil for bush and uncle Sam,
They don’t give a [bad word] about our lives,
This war was all their scam.

Preying on minorites insecurities in ads,
The possiblility of winning a war on terrorism is mad.
The oppurtunity just didn’t arise, this was all a part of their plan,
Do you think they give 2 [bad word] about the future man? 

Don’t give up on your dreams my son,
The fight for terrorism can’t be won,
With guns and bombs and tanks and planes,
Peaceful progression is the only way!