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www.myspace.com/tunafishneighbor, and listen to the new choir of liars track "someone has to say it"
What follows are the lyrics to the song:
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Can't cry no more tears the well has run dry
I used to shed one for each soldier who died
They're holding mass funerals there's just too many graves
So many lives wasted on a country that won't be saved
They'll hold another press conference they'll announce a deadline
The whole while it's never they're lives on the line
They talk about freedom they talk about the cost
But it's not their lives taken it's not their years lost
Tell me I'm unpatriotic but I've taken my oath
The democrats and republicans can fuck themselves both
I volunteered my life to serve my country and I will
But my country ain't a CEO on capital hill
My grandfathers served back in world war 2
They didn't ask for glory it was just the right thing to do
The politicians are celebrities all talk shows and books
They know the hot button topics, and this is one that just cooks
I don't need a chorus and I don't need a bridge
Don't need no more bunkers this ain't no heartbreak ridge
It's another year checked off the calender of our lives
Another year spent away from husbands and wives
And kids that will grow up with a dad that ain't right
Or a mom with missing limbs, now tell me ain't that a sight?
But those are the lucky ones, their family is still whole
What about the all the ones who are 6 feet down in a hole
Don't wave a flag in my face Don't try to put me in place
This ain't about us and them, it's about the whole damned human race
I'm a patriot believe me, but enough is enough
This ain't about when the tough get going, it's about the going that's so tough
It's not about 9/11, it ain't money, oil, or fame
It's about a spoiled little cowboy trying to restore a family name
Well ok we got Saddam, but now the pawns are trapped in the game
Too much pride to leave when it's time, now ain't it a shame?
Tell me when we look back, assuming we get the chance
Will the world still be worth it, or did we stay to long in the dance?
Bring our boys and girls back home, we've all done what we can do
Now we wash our hands of it, and we wash our hands of you
Can't cry no more tears the well has run dry
I used to shed one for each soldier who died
So pay respect to all our dead, and give them all their owed
Cuz I tried but I just can't anymore, my heart has grown cold.