We've got a message for the D.O.D
We've come to question their integrity
Eyes opened and bodies charred
We're turning in our values cards
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No heart and all of the power
They smoke cigars in the Victory Tower
Never ever had to pay their dues
Tax collectors dressed in ACUs
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So lost in your dementia
This world is out to get you
How will you ever find your way back home?
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Stop-lossed for your retention
Guess they forgot to mention
Once you're in country you can never go home
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A young widow puts her son to bed
Too young to know that his daddy is dead
He joined the Guard for the G.I. Bill
Now he's a number on Capitol Hill
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How could we ever let it go this far?
The lonely target of an S&R
Blood stains on his uniform
His body's cold, but his gun is still warm