Album: Strata Presents the End of the World
O' Say, can you see? By the dawn's early light -
we get 'em young, give 'em guns and ship 'em off to fight.
While the rocket's red glare is keeping everyone scared they say,
"just relax -
put your trust in me and you can sit back and watch the war on your screen."
The country's run by lunatics, they're picking up their pens,
writing themselves into Revelation, "this is how it's gonna end!" -
Well, I tried hard to bite my tongue,
like a good American but they recruited my little brother
and they're shipping off my friends.
Broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
you know those who stand to gain are not the ones who sacrifice -
watching bombs burst in air from a comfortable chair, they just say,
"in God we trust, and God trusts in greed,
yeah as long as they never show real blood on TV." -
I'm not sorry if this makes you mad, in fact I hope this wakes you up -
'Cause you'll never see what's going on with your eyes so tightly shut!
There are too many unanswered questions,
from the towers in New York to the lies leading up
to another corporate sponsored war -
Well I'll support the troops by asking what they're really fighting for -
and I think that's more patriotic than flying a flag from my front porch.
Come on, let's go out and start a fight!
'Cause you know two wrongs always make a right.
Come on, let's go out and start a fight!
'Cause you know two wrongs never make a right