You've gotta die, gotta die, Gotta die for your government! Die for your country! That's shit! You've gotta die, gotta die, Gotta die for your government! Die for your country! That's shit!
There's a Gulf War vet, Dying a slow, cold death And the government says, "We don't know the source of his sickness" But don't believe what they say, Because your government is lying, They've done it before And don't you know they'll do it again, A secret test, government built virus "Subject Test Group: Gulf Battle Field Troops"
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First World War vets slaughtered By General Eisenhower, You give them your life, They give you a stab in the back, Radiation, agent orange, tested on US souls, Guinea pigs for Western corporations, I never have, I never will Pledge allegiance to their flag, You're getting used, you'll end up dead!
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I don't need you to tell me what to do And I don't need you to tell me what to be... Fuck you! I don't need you to tell me what to say And I don't need you to tell me What to think! What to think! What to think, what to think, Think, think, think!