Buddy Lackey Let`s Start A War Lyrics

Let`s Start A War Lyrics

stimulation slowing down

the corporations underground

own the bloody world but they want more

the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on
everyone

let's start a war!"



this idea is nothing new

it really just is something to amuse

I hope that you don't mind to die

simply just to passify my views



imagine all the people dead

all the missiles streaming overhead

people running screaming through the fire

all the soldiers lying down 

muddy faces to the ground

bleeding from the twisted razor wire

school boys fighting through the trees

while the women run the factories

a machine gun is a fair trade for a dream

they taught us well to stand in line

they don't let no one fall behind

to fall into the turning war machine



this idea is nothing new

it really just is something to amuse

it's always been a rich man's game

it's no suprise, they'll ask the same of you

well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again



well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again

mountains made of human skulls

the bodies buried in their holes

the product of a genocidal mind

blackened sky with burning red

all the kids have guns held to their heads

the prisoners of war are left behind



this idea is nothing new

it's really just been something to amuse

I hope that you don't mind to die

or simply just to lose an eye or two

well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again

and if you do well don't be surprised

when you find out they've been telling you lies

and the freedom that you fought for

cost you your mind or more, they don't care

the blood revelations turn

the dying watch their cities burn

the government can murder who they choose

the democrats are acting sad

republicans are truly glad

to set their mercenaries on the loose

this idea is nothing new

it's really just been something to amuse

there's really nothing you can do

to keep them digging all their gold from you



well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again

and if you do well don't be surprised

when you find out they've been telling you lies

and the freedom that you fought for

cost you your mind

you never get back the life that they robbed

while you're out on the streets, they are high on the hog

you're a psycho veteran you can't get a job no more



now the paper sack that carried your wine

is a makeshift homeless veteran sign

you're a freakshow on display and you're out of your mind



stimulation slowing down

the corporations underground

own the bloody world but they want more

the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on
everyone

let's start a war!"



it was entirely too silly, and so I shall stop it

I only hope that we can put this all behind us now, and just get on with

the rest of the album

. . . in fact, maybe it's just bestif you never play that song anyway . .