Uncle Sam

Lyrics

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