Blessed Bayonets

Blessed Bayonets

Blessed are the bayonets,
our prayers for the dead,
who's to blame for all this blood
that turns the desert red?

So as another brave man dies
on sandy foreign soil,
did he die for terror's sake
or was it just for oil?

Someone needs to bear the blame
for soldiers to come home
and dare we gaze up to the top
to one we all have known.

Now we need to stop the flow
of cash to buy more guns
for oil barons have enough
while the rest of us have none.

So give us back our daughters
and give us back our sons
and don't be shocked to find one day
we've taken way your guns.

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