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Created on: November 10, 2009
Private front and center! What are you doing here?
This ain't a game for snot nosed kids-who let you in my gate?
I'm weeding out the children and those losers filled with fear,
You ain't no man-so get out now, accept a cowards fate.
Refrain
'Cause this insanity will never stop,
We'll always find some more,
We'll sacrifice your promise son,
To fight another war.
That first night was dark and lonely oh how he quietly wept,
The days turned into weeks and soon it came to pass,
He endured the pain and agony, the nightmare it was through,
He stood in line with his new friends, adorned in navy blue.
Refrain
'Cause this insanity will never stop,
We'll always find some more,
We'll sacrifice your promise son,
To fight another war.
A bunch of kids got on that plane and headed for a shore,
They laughed and joked, when we get there-the enemy will run,
They surely know the score,
We're the baddest 'Sam can offer, we're loyal to the corps.
Refrain
'Cause this insanity will never stop,
We'll always find some more,
We'll sacrifice your promise son,
To fight another war.
The sand showed no mercy, the sun it flexed its might,
A mighty blast soon followed by a tunnel filled with light,
They never saw what hit 'em as they heard the angels weep,
A bunch of kids just weeks ago, crying in their sleep.
Refrain
This insanity will never stop,
'Cause will always find some more,
We'll sacrifice your promise son,
To fight another war.
A bunch of kids got on the plane that was
Headed for our shore.
A quiet trip was made that night,
By a few who learned the score.
Refrain
This insanity will never stop,
'Cause we'll always find some more,
We'll sacrifice your promise son,
To fight another war.
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