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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
There's only way to guarantee the world goes round
Oh go for the chance
Last for chance
So maybe one day we'll learn to lay our weapons down
Oh go for the chance
Last for chance
So maybe one day
To grown to the weapons down
You last for the louchar
So maybe one day we'll learn to lay our weapons down
There's only way to guarantee the world goes round
So maybe one day we'll
