A scared and tired boy of 20,
blinded by a desert sun,
Dug into a hole in a "No Man's Land"
Is feeling trapped, as he holds his gun..
He starts to dream about his girlfriend
She's back at home and she's having fun
While he searches the horizon
For anything and for anyone..
Because his orders were explicit:
"You hold your ground and you do not run"
"Find anything that moves,
Kill anything you see
'Cause that's your job
and it's never done"
So who is wrong
and who is right?
Are we taught to believe
that we need to fight?
Are we wrapped in the flag
Are we sacrificed?
Tell me, who is the winner?
Is it worth the price?
And the price of war goes up
It's all about that "bottom line"
'Cause the value of a human life
Takes a back seat every time
And before a war is finished
it seems another has begun
And peace has never happened
from the barrel of a gun
While back at home all the politicians
Wage a different war on TV screens
With a steady stream of "armchair generals"
Debating sound-bytes, threats, and schemes
Moving armies around their chessboard
To fight the foes that no one's seen
As the "false-flag" operations
feed their propaganda dreams..
And the heavy price of an endless war
Has us bursting at the seams
As a mother's scream in Baghdad
answers one in New Orleans..
So who is wrong
and who is right?
Are we taught to believe
that we need to fight?
Are we wrapped in the flag
While we're sacrificed?
Tell me, who is the winner?
Is it worth the price?
And the cycle never really ends
If this old world can never heal
And the "House of Cards" is shaking
From all the greed and all the back-room deals
And when I look around me now
I can see a setting sun
'cause peace has never happened
From the barrel of a gun [..From the barrel of a gun]
From the barrel of a gun...
{~ Part Harmony Guitar Solo (Wire Choir) ~}
And the price of war goes up
It's all about that "bottom line"
'cause the value of a human life
Takes a back seat every time
And before a war is finished
it seems another has begun
'cause peace has never happened [peace has never happened]
from the barrel of a gun [..from the barrel of a gun]
No, not from the barrel of a gun
[Spoken:] No justice, no peace
{ ~Music fades into the distance (Like marching troops) ~}
blinded by a desert sun,
Dug into a hole in a "No Man's Land"
Is feeling trapped, as he holds his gun..
He starts to dream about his girlfriend
She's back at home and she's having fun
While he searches the horizon
For anything and for anyone..
Because his orders were explicit:
"You hold your ground and you do not run"
"Find anything that moves,
Kill anything you see
'Cause that's your job
and it's never done"
So who is wrong
and who is right?
Are we taught to believe
that we need to fight?
Are we wrapped in the flag
Are we sacrificed?
Tell me, who is the winner?
Is it worth the price?
And the price of war goes up
It's all about that "bottom line"
'Cause the value of a human life
Takes a back seat every time
And before a war is finished
it seems another has begun
And peace has never happened
from the barrel of a gun
While back at home all the politicians
Wage a different war on TV screens
With a steady stream of "armchair generals"
Debating sound-bytes, threats, and schemes
Moving armies around their chessboard
To fight the foes that no one's seen
As the "false-flag" operations
feed their propaganda dreams..
And the heavy price of an endless war
Has us bursting at the seams
As a mother's scream in Baghdad
answers one in New Orleans..
So who is wrong
and who is right?
Are we taught to believe
that we need to fight?
Are we wrapped in the flag
While we're sacrificed?
Tell me, who is the winner?
Is it worth the price?
And the cycle never really ends
If this old world can never heal
And the "House of Cards" is shaking
From all the greed and all the back-room deals
And when I look around me now
I can see a setting sun
'cause peace has never happened
From the barrel of a gun [..From the barrel of a gun]
From the barrel of a gun...
{~ Part Harmony Guitar Solo (Wire Choir) ~}
And the price of war goes up
It's all about that "bottom line"
'cause the value of a human life
Takes a back seat every time
And before a war is finished
it seems another has begun
'cause peace has never happened [peace has never happened]
from the barrel of a gun [..from the barrel of a gun]
No, not from the barrel of a gun
[Spoken:] No justice, no peace
{ ~Music fades into the distance (Like marching troops) ~}
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