Thank you for your service to queen and country.
Thank you for your service in a foreign land.
Thank you for your service to Boeing and Lockheed Martin
Cause every bomb that you drop benefits their profit margin.

Thank you for your service to the love-dead elite.
To the bankers that put thousands of Brits out on the streets.
Thank you for your service and for doing what you're told
Cause if you turned that gun around, revolution might unfold.

Thank you for your service to those that gave their lives
Fighting for our right to conquest, for our right to terrorise.
Thank you for your service and for standing in line
Cause if you spoke out maybe be could build a Future By Design

A future so sublime; they say that heaven is on earth
But I find that hard to believe when a dollar holds more worth
Than every man woman and child who might breathe too loud
Who might speak a sound of peace: Profound.

Protecting my Freedom from what? Don't lie!
Terror begets terror. It's an invasion in disguise
And an enemy spawned where the soul should reside
But the soul was sold, and now only greed survives.

Don't get pissed off at me, just think of the lives
Of the men and women who marched to national pride
Soldiers who were torn and tossed asside
Cause OIL CAN'T GROW BACK LIMBS TAKEN BY LANDMINES

Desert sands can't restore a fractured heart
Or a broken mind, at seeing your brothers torn apart
Or the rape and the murder, of the bodies left charred
On the side of a street. Three kids, no dad.

On the side of a street, whom you walk past.
Cause an army boy ain't built to last.
An army boy is built for ONE task.
KILL. Why? DON'T ASK!


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