War (Its only a job)

Duration

4:26

Genres

Funk/Groove & Soul Rock

Lyrics

War (Its only a job) They’re dropping bombs in my hometown the people skip them de medio lao the army pilots in the sky above claiming he is only doing his job meanwhile the people way down below their only hope is to pray to god above while some fat bastard sit in his chair counting his cash from his business affairs I made lots of money he tell his friends business is good you can only win children ain’t got no books to go to school while congress man thinks its very cool Compa, compa yeah.. compa como anda… Educated people accumulating wealth only to go to school to learn to kill the latest poll say the country its rich yet has so many people living in the street If they spend billions to finance a war they could do the same to feed all the poor to a soldiers war is only a job living the American dream at any cost business is good its creating jobs an industry made of bullets and bombs Its swell its cool to be army strong when your paycheck comes from dropping bombs Meanwhile it makes more business sense to drop those bombs from town to town while you and I are here today living the moment jumping around It doesn’t hurt me in the least to watch it all go down on tv like a godamm good reality show pick up the phone and text your vote who’s going to win and who’s going to lose and in the end will be me and you we can allow this to go on but I guess war its only a fucking job