Hypocrites

Hypocrites

Hey you get outta my face
You talk about wars
You talk about race
Hypocrites you are
The lot of you
So, what the hell you gonna do

You say no to war
But let it happen
Your quick to sign on
And put your cap on
Dressed for battle
Ready for action
Is this your means
to satisfaction.

Three years now
And still no sign
Even though you should resign
You said bring home the boys
You send more out
They are not your toys

So you killed Saddam
With the rope and hand
Did you think it would
Bring piece to this land
Then you are mistaken you turd
Another Presidential cock up
i heard

What next you bumbling fool
You US moron
You US fool
How can we ever trust
A yank in power
Everything they have done
Has gone sour

Afghanistan and North Korea
Again a pain in the rear
VietNam, Sierra Leone and Iraq
go on give yourself
A pat on the back

The best thing
You could have done
To bring piece, the battle won
Is to stay at home
And sit tight
There is no need to fight


War on terror my all means
Bring justice to these evil beings
Seek and find this type of folk
Killing the innocent aint no joke

We used to say
Beware the Hun with his gun
Now we fear the
Yank with his Tank
Come on ye Brits
Do your bit
Pull the lads
Outta that pit


Do you sleep well at night
Does the Sandman treat you right
Do you have nightmares my friend
Do you think they will ever end
Do you toss and turn
Do you lose sleep
Do you ever cry, do you ever weep
Is peace in the world
As important as it seems
Or is it just me and more pipe dreams


C. Paul Reynoldson 2007