| Lately these days I get so paranoid
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| With so many stories of families broken
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| Fathers being deployed
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| All for this war that no one really wants
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| Too many doctors
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| Too many headstones
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| Too many dying to count
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| If we could today we’d bring them all back home
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| But they’ll never listen
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| These politicians
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| Their hearts have turned to stone
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| And if we had a voice then by God we be heard
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| But we’re so divided
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| And we’re undecided
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| So we never say a word
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| And we all go to sleep
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| Like good little sheep
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| Never make a peep
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| So I’m taking a stand
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| And I’m making demands
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| And I’ll stand even if I have to stand alone
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| And say
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| Bring
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| The
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| Troops
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| Back
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| Home
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| With all of the beauty to behold in this world
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| Why would you want to feed the destruction?
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| With all of wonders to witness in this world
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| Why would you want to see Armageddon?
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| With all of the things you could be in this world
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| Why would you go and be a soldier man?
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh I
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| Oh I, I think I know why
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| Cause when you were 3 years old
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| They put a toy gun in your hand, and
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| They showed you shows of G.I. |
| Joes how could you overstand
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| The difference between fiction and reality?
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| Oh if your parents knew how it impacted you they would’ve burned the TVs
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| But they were too busy (too busy)
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| Working for the man
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| And they were too busy (too busy)
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| Just fitting into the plan
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| So when you were 6 years old
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| They put you in the Boy Scouts
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| So harmless it seemed to be marching waving the flag about
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| But they already got you wearing that uniform on your back
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| Using weapons, earning medals, gaining rank in your pack
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| Yeah it’s the symbolism (symbolism)
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| That keeps you coming back
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| Esoteric symbolism (symbolism)
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| That they subconscious tap
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| Oh yes the symbolism (symbolism)
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| Keep you slipping through the cracks
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| It’s the symbolism (symbolism)
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| Got your mind under attack
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| But youth put on your thinking cap
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| Don’t get caught in their trap
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| No
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| With all of the creativity in this world
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| Why would you create nuclear weapons?
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| With all of wonders to witness in this world
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| Why would you want to see Armageddon?
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| With all of the billion things to be in this world, oh why
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| Why would you go and be a soldier man?
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| Oh I
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| Oh I’m starting to see why
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| Cause when you were 13 years old
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| You joined the ROTC
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| Your high school version of your immersion in the military
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| They got you dreaming of that M16 in your hands
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| Heroically killing enemies for democracy in a foreign land
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| Why it’s the mind control (mind control)
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| That keeps you killing blindly
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| Government mind control (mind control)
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| Been going on for centuries
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| So when you were 18 years old
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| The recruiters came to your school
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| With fancy dress and propaganda trying to make you their fool
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| Telling you you’re never gonna amount to anything
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| But look at all of the rewards and benefits Uncle Sam will bring
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| Just sign on the dotted line
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| The officer says with a grin
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| Sign your name on the dotted line
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| Just there and we’ll take you in
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| Just pick up the pen and sign
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| We’ll take care of everything
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| Sign your name on the dotted line
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| And your bright future can begin
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| But can you hear the bugle play
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| As you sign your life away, yeah
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| Oh Lord
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| Give me one good reason
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| Give me one good outcome
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| From all of this killing
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| It don’t make no sense
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| Oh so many are dying
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| Orphaned babies crying
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| In the name of freedom
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| What a false pretense
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| Oh with all the money
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| All the power
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| All the souls that you devour
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| Mr. Politician man
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| It could never equal the power of Jah love that I hold in the fingers of my
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| pure, clean hands
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| So Mr. Soldier man
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| I’m begging you come back home
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| Oh Military man
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| Leave them war machines alone
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| Cause them politicians sit in their mansion
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| Reaping all the benefits
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| While you lay dying in the trenches
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| And they just don’t give a shit
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| No
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| Oh Lord there’s got to be a better way
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| To communicate
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| I don’t believe that killing man
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| Makes us more safe
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| Lord I know the opposite is true
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| Oh how 'bout you?
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| Do you buy into the news?
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| Have they got you so confused?
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| But when I feel the pressure in the air
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| I get so scared
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| Will we live to see another day?
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| Another month, another year?
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| How can I protect my family
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| From these crazy
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| Leaders addicted to war
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| Tell 'em we don’t need no more of these
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| Broken dreams
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| And fantasies
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| Are falling down the well
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| Or Daddy’s gone
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| And left his family
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| A living hell
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| So many die
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| Lifeless they lie
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| In graves with names unknown
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| Oh Mommy cries
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| Waits for her son
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| Who is never coming home
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| Oh Lord so we don’t need
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| Oh no, no we don’t need
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| Oh no we don’t need
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| No more war
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| Oh no our wounds won’t mend
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| By hurting them
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| So what are we fighting for?
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| Oh Lord no we don’t need
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| No, no we don’t need
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| Oh no we don’t need
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| No more war
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| Not in Iraq
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| Not in Afghanistan
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| Not in Libya
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| Not in Israel
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| Palestine no
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| We don’t wanna see more
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| Brothers coming home in body bags
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| Wrapped up in American flags
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| Bloody in American flags
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| We don’t wanna see no more villages burned
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| We don’t wanna see no more innocent victims dying
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| No more orphaned babies crying
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| We don’t want no more
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| No more war, yeah
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| Oh no, no we don’t need
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| Oh no, no we don’t need
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| Oh no we don’t need
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| No more war |