The Empire Strikes Iraq Songtext / Lyric

More bomb dropped on the first morning Then in all of operations desert storm Unprovoked. I sit alone in fear
Who?s rifles start as pens
And end as smart bombs upon innocence
Its difference in culture not intelligence
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Broken audio as carpet bombs explode
I wish all the dead children could be delivered and
Buried on the White House lawn
That's imposed freedom's highest cost
Maybe for once a price we won't forget
I ask, was this our Vietnam?

If this is freedom then what's with all of the dissent
Da-na-na-na-NA [x2]
If this is freedom then what's with all the piles of dead
Da-na-na-na-Na