My whole family tree has got nothing to eat
The machine guns guard the checkpoint
from starving refugees
So when I stop to pray for the fifth time today
Still see my sister Alma
with a hole in her skull
As the tanks pulled away
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
Can’t afford no dream with a G.E.D.
Recruiter shook my brother’s hand
now he’s all he can be
So when his team’s Humvee hit the I.E.D.
Me and my mother we cried
in our new double wide
Around the Christmas tree
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
The machine guns guard the checkpoint
from starving refugees
So when I stop to pray for the fifth time today
Still see my sister Alma
with a hole in her skull
As the tanks pulled away
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
Can’t afford no dream with a G.E.D.
Recruiter shook my brother’s hand
now he’s all he can be
So when his team’s Humvee hit the I.E.D.
Me and my mother we cried
in our new double wide
Around the Christmas tree
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
I’m so surprised my mind’s a tug-o-war
Radicalized! Radicalized!
Radical lies! Radical lies!
It’s no surprise my mind’s not mine no more
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2016/7/10 - 15:29
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