Song | Year of the Rat |
Artist | Good Riddance |
Album | Symptoms Of A Leveling Spirit |
A fool抯 crusade a proxy war | |
We justify we keep the score | |
With millions dead too blind to see | |
The cryptic clash of world war | |
III Did your country抯 sons and daughters | |
Die to make this world a safer place | |
Or do we just defy | |
Flesh and blood become one | |
The stakes keep rising the time has come | |
The band performs a martyr抯 verse | |
And the dominoes fall in reverse | |
The lines are drawn don抰 you see | |
Its too late to turn back now | |
We wont abide a stalemate | |
The end is predicated on the loss of life | |
What抯 so sinister? | |
Were only trying to do what we think is right | |
Conscience administered | |
By the ones with the shortest sight |
A fool zhā crusade a proxy war | |
We justify we keep the score | |
With millions dead too blind to see | |
The cryptic clash of world war | |
III Did your country zhā sons and daughters | |
Die to make this world a safer place | |
Or do we just defy | |
Flesh and blood become one | |
The stakes keep rising the time has come | |
The band performs a martyr zhā verse | |
And the dominoes fall in reverse | |
The lines are drawn don yāng you see | |
Its too late to turn back now | |
We wont abide a stalemate | |
The end is predicated on the loss of life | |
What zhā so sinister? | |
Were only trying to do what we think is right | |
Conscience administered | |
By the ones with the shortest sight |