Exit Strategy - Valient Thorr

They sent your son with a plan

To fight some war in a desert land

He ain’t gonna come home again

He’s makin' some money for a Texas man

Helicopters in the sky

All the little soldiers die

Their mothers and their daughters cry

'Cause of politician’s lies!

Have your innocence stolen and you’re traded like a slave

Have your promises broken and you’re in for an early grave

They’re deep in the schools now, recruitin' for their war

They know to skip all the rich kids, 'cause the focus is on the poor

It’s always been like this, you wanna be all you can be

First they shave all your hair off, and then you’re no longer free

I have never understood compliance to assimilation that just doesn’t make sense

Take a look at the state of the world, I’ve never seen foreign relations more

tense

Chaos reigns where troops are stationed, a panel of suits couldn’t save 'em

If they tried bombed on all sides no plan for escape

This mission is fucked!

This mission is fucked!

All this is is a money game

Let’s get down to the core

Fight your battles here at home and don’t go off to war

Don’t waste your time stealin' oil, for Bush and Uncle Sam

They don’t give a damn about our lives, this war was all their scam

Preying on minorities' insecurities in ads

The possibility of winning a war on terrorism is mad

The oppurtunity just didn’t arise, this was all a part of their plan

Do you think they give two shits about the future man?

Don’t give up on your dreams my son

The fight for terrorism can’t be won

With guns and bombs and tanks and planes

Peaceful progression is the only way!