Fiction Plane Soldier Machismo Lyrics

Soldier Machismo Lyrics

I don't wanna fight anywayI don't wanna take the things you ownI don't wanna put
myself at riskSo someone else can take their throneI would put them all in a
roomGive em all the guns and clips they needI would put a seed in their
mindsThat foreigners are based on greedSoldier machismo and his moralsWho am I
to know whatthey've saved me fromAnd what is there to say that ifthey all lay
downMy home would be goneI wanna put glue down your gunImagine pointing that
thing at your sonWhen he dies you'll tell us we've wonAnd there'll be no
invasionBroken shells and twisted metalFlaming egos, wilting petalsLook outside
your eyes are soreNow tell me who won the war