Whatever happened to those war babies?

I hear they treat em like they got rabies

In Vietnam it was a bit shady

Man fuck the government and this process of elimination

Drafts on got a letter from Uncle Sam

Saying I want you to fight for the land

I’m a man so I’m gonna do what I gotta do

Boot camp turned me into a killer too

Drop me off in the middle of a slaughter yard

Even got these little kids trying to pull my card

I used to like em but they turned my heart to fuckin stone

Caught my homie slipping now I gotta bring his letters home

Lost in the field, six months I been crawling

Steady hear the sounds of my loved ones missiles callin

A Purple Heart is what they give me when it’s all done

Rest of my life I’ll be paying for what they’ve done

God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand

God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand

Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand

God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land

It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man

God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand

Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command

Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command

Here I sit knee deep in the battle field

Body armor, I’m surrounded by black steel

Shotgun eye, bombs blow, body pieces fly

I smell the stench, gut wrench, I don’t wanna die

I love my country, but I don’t know the enemy

I got my orders, so I go where they’re sending me

No questions asked just pack up the artillery

Operation desert storm our mission is democracy

I love my weapon, cause I know gods on my side

Worldwide is the scope of the victims eyes

Fox News has the whole war televised

Higher ratings since my nations been terrorized

Off limits is the cameras for the casualties

It’s my reality manifest destiny

I love my country, so I do what they’re telling me

Commit felonies for the land of the free

God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand

God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand

Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand

God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land

It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man

God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand

Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command

Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command

Every day is war, wake up in the battlefield

Every day is more, killin don’t know what is real

Tell me what it’s for, sending me to risk my life

I’ll defend my country but I won’t defend your fucking lies

I’ll fight for me, and the future of my family

I will survive with this fucking gun they handed me

Trapped in a foreign land, is when I understand

I don’t fight for george bush, I fight cause I’m a man

It’s too late to turn back, or even think twice

Every day I wake up, it’s like I roll the dice

Every morning I rise up at dawn

Say a prayer, lace my boots, put my camo on

And then I march down the line and I do what I’m told

Just waiting for the time when I can explode

Just waiting til it’s over and my time is done

I’m a soldier on the front line, America’s son

God damn Uncle Sam put these guns up in my hand

God damn Uncle Sam put this gun up in my hand

Now I’m in a foreign land diggin trenches in the sand

God damn Uncle Sams got me in a foreign land

It’s the battle plan, take their life and be a man

God damn Uncle Sam put a bomb up in my hand

Brainwashed, programmed, trained to kill on command

Now my favorite uncles got me killing people on command