Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smell the Irony, artist - The Infested. Date of issue: 02.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Smell the Irony |
| Crying child, confused and hurt |
| Cos his homies been buried by rubble and dirt |
| Wanders around to find his Dad |
| Who’s been blown to bits by an air strike, it’s mad |
| These people he thought were here to save |
| And divert the terror so far away |
| Have destroyed his home, his dreams and family |
| In a war against terror, smell the irony? |
| The same excuses everyday |
| Where we try to justify why we are there today |
| Patrolling, abusing, attacking and killing |
| Even more civilians suffering |
| What is wrong with our population |
| Blinded by the lies of terrorism |
| Turn off your TV and use your head |
| Your not the one who’s getting shot dead |
| Can you smell the irony? |
| How many attacks have they made? |
| And how many people have we saved? |
| It’s propaganda can’t you see? |
| We’re not the victims anymore |
| Military reports of a wanted man |
| Located maybe somewhere in Afghanistan |
| Forget the research, «call the carpet bomb» |
| Another thousand casualties and no result |
| What makes these innocent families |
| Any less valuable than your own? |
| Can’t you see what we’ve become? |
| Ignorant, malicious, terrorist scum |