Well, there's a girl so young she wonders what she's done
To make her daddy move away
And she cries every night; she's always wondering why he couldn't have stayed
And her mother won't tell her about the war on terror that her daddy's off fighting to end
'Cause she knows they're just digging their trenches once again
And as that girl grows up she seems to always be stuck in an endless, bloody war
Now she's questioning why her daddy had to die like so many had before
And when she turns on the TV
She doesn't want to see all the politicians shifting the blame
But she knows it's always been that way
As she takes a look at their London stage she sees a guy in a suit reading off of a page
He says "I'm sorry but there's no way we're getting out of there alive"
And he stammers and starts, shouting over the din
He says "It's not my fault; you people voted me in"
Well, with a vision like that it's a miracle we survive
There's a boy of sixteen and all the things
That he's seen haunt his nightmares when he sleeps
And though he's stuck in a cell
It's better than the Hell of sleeping out there on the streets
"I know stealing isn't funny but I needed the money," he said
When he was asked by the police
"I know I'm young but I still have to eat"
If they'd take a walk along that dusty road
They'd see that kid with no home he's trying to sell his soul
To a man as he explains "there's no one getting out alive"
He says, "Well, listen to me son, and you better obey
You've gotta carry this gun if you wanna get paid
And be the first to pull the trigger; it's the only way you're gonna survive"
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Well, I haven't heard that voice on the wind
That seems to be telling everybody which way to go
And I haven't had a vision appear so I guess I'll just go it alone
I don't believe that I can blame this on a supernatural entity
That's sitting on a cloud somewhere manipulating you and me
We're all to capable of screwing it up on our own
Well, I take a walk along that busy street; I see a guy with a book and he's yelling at me
He says, "There's just no way that you're getting out of here alive
So you better follow me blindly wherever you walk
And never break the rules in this little, bound book
And if you're anything but my ideal, I'm sorry but you won't survive"
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