Mr. Rumsfeld, –why can't I go home
My tour is over and my wife –is alone
I'll do my duty – but you lied to me
It's not our place to set –the whole world free
It feels wrong occupying Iraq
I'm wondering why –did we attack
National Guard means –to protect at home
Three hundred and fifty tons of explosives gone
A ballot came for –my vote today
They send them late if we don't vote the right way
It feels wrong occupying Iraq
I'm wondering why –did we attack
Mr. Rumsfeld, please send me back
..My tour is over, Mr. Rumsfeld..
They said –there was nukes
And sent us no gear
That they'd attack the U.S.
Your motives aren't clear
Mr. Rumsfeld,
Mr. President,
You Lied To Us,
You Lied..
You Lied..
My tour is over and my wife –is alone
I'll do my duty – but you lied to me
It's not our place to set –the whole world free
It feels wrong occupying Iraq
I'm wondering why –did we attack
National Guard means –to protect at home
Three hundred and fifty tons of explosives gone
A ballot came for –my vote today
They send them late if we don't vote the right way
It feels wrong occupying Iraq
I'm wondering why –did we attack
Mr. Rumsfeld, please send me back
..My tour is over, Mr. Rumsfeld..
They said –there was nukes
And sent us no gear
That they'd attack the U.S.
Your motives aren't clear
Mr. Rumsfeld,
Mr. President,
You Lied To Us,
You Lied..
You Lied..
envoyé par giorgio - 5/4/2012 - 13:07
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Lyrics by York Taylor
Music by Skiffy Flippo
Album: He Bombed My Daddy
"Local people in the National Guard who wanted to protect our borders who are now trapped in a backdoor draft".