In Country کے بول

We've got a message for the d.o.d. We've come to question their integrity Eyes opened and bodies charred We're turning in our values cards No heart and all of the power They smoke cigars in the victory tower Never ever had to pay their dues Tax collectors dressed in acus So lost in your dementia This world is out to get you How will you ever find your way back home? Stop-lossed for your retention Guess they forgot to mention Once you're in country you can never go home A young widow puts her son to bed Too young to know that his daddy is dead He joined the guard for the g.i. bill Now he's a number on capitol hill How could we ever let it go this far? The lonely target of an s&r Blood stains on his uniform His body's cold, but his gun is still warm