thousands dead and i don't care
thousands dead and i don't care
thousands dead and i don't care
it's a start...
might as well be jimmy cracking corn,
the details of this iraqi porn,
'cuase you know we're not supposed to see
the individuals dead for who they may be.
just know that we're winning,
that the onward christian soldier's grinning,
and god is on our side,
'cause surely the good lord CAN abide
all the blood...
afterall, he made the fucking flood.
and, he's supposed to be worth it,
worship, adoration, and all that shit...
but, what's the point,
when the greater good destroys the join
and thousands are just a sacrifice?
don't make me say it twice.
what's the point,
when the GREATER GOOD destroys the joint,
kills all the infidels...
ring the victory bells,
let your light shine,
and his kingdom be thine...
not mine...
built on the dust
of the wreckage that must
still, forever stink of death
as the world tomorrow draws his breath
and we all get to...
except, we aren't supposed to look
too deeply into the religion or the book
behind it,
the contradictions that don't fit...
but, WE'RE WINNING!
cheshire bush is grinning,
lying through his teeth,
when his sword's already out its sheathe,
and the plowshare's trampled under,
the world torn asunder...
thousands dead,
another dozen just the other day...
i bow my head,
change the channel. what can i say?
i'm bored.
bush scored.
and, i just want...
i just want...
i just want...
i just...
what's on tv tonight?
regb
6-29-5