Cadences

Oh mama mama can't you see

What the Army's done for me

They made me, not me

They changed me

You can't see me

You don't know me

There is no me, only we

What kind of soldiers are there?

The quick and the dead

What are you? The quick!

What are they? The dead!

The cadence stays the same

As they drill death into your head

Death of the enemy

Death of your friend

Death of your mother

Death of your lover

Death of your self

But in the end the only real death is your innocence 

Left right left right left right kill

Left right left you know I will

Trained to kill 

Kill a father

Kill a sister

Kill a haji 

Kill anyone that gets in your way

But bit by bit, soldier by soldier, we keep killing ourselves as well

And for what or for who

How does the green grass grow

Blood blood blood drill sergeant 

Who's blood

Our blood

The poor's blood

A farmers blood 

Innocent blood

But not the blood of the rich

Nor the blood of a politician

C130 Rollin down the strip

Recon scouts on a one way trip

They said fight for your country

Fight for the flag

Fight for your brothers

Fight for patriotism

They don't care what you fight for 

Just that you do

And they'll use your death so others can fight too

If I die in a combat zone

Box me up and ship me home

Pin my medals upon my chest 

Tell my mama I did my best

Or maybe tell her the truth

That I died for a bullshit war

That I died so some asshole could get rich

That I died in vein

That I died when I enlisted 

That I died before I went to war

And I'll never come back, even if I live