Tow the line
Bring em home!
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
We all remember where we were that day
When the lie was born, and the TV played
We danced around in a b***** rage
While the neocons laughed and played
The call went out and the heed was paid
The uniform and the green barets
All in the wrong time, all in the wrong place
While the war drums beat all night and day away
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
The years went on and nothing had changed
The lie was dieing and the TV played
That same old song, but we're not the same
We're sick and tired of playing this f***** up game
All the politicians are a f****** shame
They dont understand a blue collared man
And the general doesnt f****** care
That a mothers son, will never be there again
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
The troops come home to Ward 57
The boys come home, confused and forgotten
Wondering if Uncle Sam is still listening
To the kids in the neighborhood, dying for "freedom"
We all remember where we were that day
When the lie was born, and the TV played
We all know, it wasnt for nothing
'Cause that was the day the veil dropped...on the illusion
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
Bring em home!
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
We all remember where we were that day
When the lie was born, and the TV played
We danced around in a b***** rage
While the neocons laughed and played
The call went out and the heed was paid
The uniform and the green barets
All in the wrong time, all in the wrong place
While the war drums beat all night and day away
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
The years went on and nothing had changed
The lie was dieing and the TV played
That same old song, but we're not the same
We're sick and tired of playing this f***** up game
All the politicians are a f****** shame
They dont understand a blue collared man
And the general doesnt f****** care
That a mothers son, will never be there again
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line
The troops come home to Ward 57
The boys come home, confused and forgotten
Wondering if Uncle Sam is still listening
To the kids in the neighborhood, dying for "freedom"
We all remember where we were that day
When the lie was born, and the TV played
We all know, it wasnt for nothing
'Cause that was the day the veil dropped...on the illusion
Soldier, soldier, lay your guns down
You can come home, your job is done now
The baghdad skies are on fire tonight
We pay the bills, they tow the line