Whatever happened to those war babies?
I hear they treat em like they got rabies
In Vietnam it was a bit shady
Man fuck the government and this process of elimination
Drafts on got a letter from Uncle Sam
Saying I want you to fight for the land
I’m a man so I’m gonna do what I gotta do
Boot camp turned me into a killer too
Drop me off in the middle of a slaughter yard
Even got these little kids trying to pull my card
I used to like em but they turned my heart to fuckin stone
Caught my homie slipping now I gotta bring his letters home
Lost in the field, six months I been crawling
Steady hear the sounds of my loved ones missiles callin
A Purple Heart is what they give me when it’s all done
Rest of my life I’ll be paying for what they’ve done
God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand
God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand
Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand
God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land
It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man
God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand
Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command
Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command
Here I sit knee deep in the battle field
Body armor, I’m surrounded by black steel
Shotgun eye, bombs blow, body pieces fly
I smell the stench, gut wrench, I don’t wanna die
I love my country, but I don’t know the enemy
I got my orders, so I go where they’re sending me
No questions asked just pack up the artillery
Operation desert storm our mission is democracy
I love my weapon, cause I know gods on my side
Worldwide is the scope of the victims eyes
Fox News has the whole war televised
Higher ratings since my nations been terrorized
Off limits is the cameras for the casualties
It’s my reality manifest destiny
I love my country, so I do what they’re telling me
Commit felonies for the land of the free
God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand
God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand
Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand
God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land
It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man
God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand
Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command
Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command
Every day is war, wake up in the battlefield
Every day is more, killin don’t know what is real
Tell me what it’s for, sending me to risk my life
I’ll defend my country but I won’t defend your fucking lies
I’ll fight for me, and the future of my family
I will survive with this fucking gun they handed me
Trapped in a foreign land, is when I understand
I don’t fight for george bush, I fight cause I’m a man
It’s too late to turn back, or even think twice
Every day I wake up, it’s like I roll the dice
Every morning I rise up at dawn, say a prayer, lace my boots, put my camo on and then I march down the line and I do what I’m told
Just waiting for the time when I can explode
Just waiting til it’s over and my time is done
I’m a soldier on the front line, America’s son
God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand
God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand
Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand
God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land
It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man
God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand
Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command
Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command
