FlowersandBirds

Flowers and Birds - Rise Robots Rise

When we return we will be flowers and birds

Will our children be sacrificial lambs

Opened up to ease the fears of

The multi-national corporations like so many brainwashed media zombies

Petroleum and it's by-products

Should not be a dependency in a technology-based society

Nothing lasts forever and we cannot ask God for our gasoline

Chronicle of a nation in distress

Throw up your hands don't worry you're being blessed

Go ahead baby hide under the mattress

But I am prepared 'cause this is a true test

My country is my a*s

And I will protect that

But only a man with a gun can respect that

Senators sit on their asses and get fat

Well I'm in the jungle but I get the last laugh

Feel the firearm

Resting in my arm

My honor to do harm

With my lucky death charm

The weight of the rounds that

I carry on my back

We send up a flare

And make radio contact

Chopper arrives

It's a gift of a close friend

We parachute in and we tie up some loose ends

There's only one rule for hand-to-hand combat

Kill first or be killed never forget that

One lonely American soldier

Counts the medals on his shoulder

One million American chosen

Are marching off to their oblivion

To be convinced that we're doing the right thing

Protecting the world from the dark and the fright'ning

We can cash in on the regional conflict

In hopes for the thrill and the glamour to distract

Our numbed-out minds from the war on our own street

The garbage we make and the garbage that we eat

We lead the path to the common conception

But who will be chosen in the final election

Blacklisted twisted resisted

Feel the force of a people uplifted

Raise your fist and join in the protest

But half of your paycheck is still in the war chest

Who can we trust to look after our interests

Our friends in the military-industrial complex

The powerful ones can exploit the weakness

And pull on the strings of a television reflex

One lonely American soldier faces east and gives his orders

How many innocent children will burn to death while no one's looking

Go ahead and try to separate the real from the Illusion

But who you foolin' who ya foolin' baby

If you stretch your mind you just might find out

This whole game depends on your confusion

One lonely American soldier

Stands determined at the border

The last hope for civilization

He'll pay the price for our salvation