The men in suits and ties are on a killing spree This country drops bombs, not LSD Waving at you "bye bye" While we wave that flag Daisy-cutter dropping That's a fucking drag Hey! You're dead to me Hey! You're dead to me Where's our respect for the deceased While we drop another trillion on the Middle East We got Uncle Sam laughing At the thought of remorse Using the children's crusade As your tour de force Hey! You're dead to me Hey! You're dead to me Rolling thunder Rolling thunder Yeah don't you ever forget Rolling thunder Rolling thunder Yeah motherfucker why don't you drop the charade