Текст песни 738 Billion for War, Trash Bags for Nurses - Robert LaSalle

Our heroes are hurting
Dressed as garbage for Earth Day
April's Fool shows no mercy
He ain't never wrong

Never mind the bread and circuses
Just trash bags for nurses
And $738 billion for their bombs

Do we kiss the floor while we curtsey
Wait until our world is burning
Keep fighting fire with fire
Till we're again one molten rock

Who pays for our hearses
When we're out of trash bag nurses?
Will our bodies rest in tanks when we're long gone?

It's a really simple question
Would we be stuck in this mess
If we just spent less on our weapons
And spent more on common sense?

If my music buys me leverage
Least I got a simple message
If we spent less on our weapons
We might be prepared for this

We might be prepared for this

What's humanity worth
When each day another billion spent
On our own destruction
Will we ever learn?

Never mind bread and circuses
Just trash bags for nurses
And $738 to watch it all burn

It's a really simple question
Would we be stuck in this mess
If we just spent less on our weapons
And spent more on common sense?

If my music buys me leverage
Least I got a simple message
If we spent less on our weapons
We might be prepared for this

We might be prepared for this
We might be prepared for this

We might be prepared for this
Come November, that Fool gets swept away

When we look back on this curse
Did history run its course?
Or did we make it change?