Good morning World War I,
Good night World War II,
Good morning Vietnam,
Good night Iraq,
Good morning Afghanistan how nice to see you again…
I thought about you in my dreams… it was so better sweet
Freedom over Power,
Money over Life…
It’s a choice we have to make, or is it made for us,
Money over Life…
It’s a choice we have to make, or is it made for us,
With kids to feed, and homes to sleep,
Don’t judge for you too are weak…
We are mere sheep being watched by the wolves at night and lead astray by our Politician masters by day
We are mere sheep being watched by the wolves at night and lead astray by our Politician masters by day
We are ants on the move, with their magnifying glass to the sun… run, run, run, little drummer boy run….the
rain is soon to come… but the sun will surely follow so just find shade until it is over and come home safe…
because supper is at 8 as always and I would hate for you to be late.
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