Let Them Eat War Theres a prophet on a mountain and hes making up dinner With long division and writing crop Anybody can feel like a winner When its served up piping hot But the people arent looking for a handout Theyre Americas working corps Can this be what they voted for? Let them eat war [x2] Thats how to ration the poor Let them eat war [x2] Theres an urgent need to feed Declining pride From the force to the union shops The war economy is making new jobs But the people who benefit most Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor All they ever gave to them was a war And a foreign enemy to deplore Let them eat war [x2] Thats how to ration the poor Let them eat war [x2] Theres an urgent need to feed Declining pride Weve got to kill em and eat em Before they reach for their checks Squeeze some blue collars Let them bleed from their necks Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat Cause its freedom or death and they wont question it At a job site the boss is god like Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight Seasoned vets with their feet in nets A stones throw away from a rock fight But not tonight, feed ‘em death Here comes another ration (feed them death) Cause theyre the finest in the nation (feed them death) When theres nothing left to feed them When its freedom or its death Let them eat war [x2] Thats how to ration the poor Let them eat war [x2] Theres an urgent need to feed [BAD RELIGION]
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 22:46:19 +0000
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