crimson rain

crimson rain
brings us pain
as we march
to the front (verse 1)
guns ablaze, trenches amaze
all in the name of patriotism
pain, lust, blood, dust

fuck bush and his ideas
and all of his political queers (chorus)
lets shout with one voice very clear
bring back our troops and give us beer

building war machines
for the self destruction
of the human race (verse 2)
fire your nukes at the enemy countries
and watch them retaliate

(chorus)

all we hear are lies and propaganda from our countries so called leaders
why dont we hand them a rifle see if they like to fight for their (verse 3)
very lives

(chorus)

now as our countrymen and women come back with a cheer we abandon bush and his queers.