I'd rather die, than to live in this fucked world Mr. President, I'm not here to do your dirty work Alone, I think I'm fighting a losing battle Worth dying, not for oil
No war, Amerika the brutal Listen, it's a fucking joke And they make you believe it, on the TV
That's how they deceive you I watch and I listen and I question their reasons You know what, I don't fuckin' believe em
No war Amerika the brutal When I want to know the future I look into the past, I think of my best friend And his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting In Iraq and I want her, coming back I'm not afraid to speak my own mind I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
I'm guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right And for that I'm ready to fight I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, I think, I'm fighting This losing battle, worth dying No war, Amerika the brutal