Why do they always send the poor?
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin’ deals
Marching forward hypocritic and
Hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
(Chorus)
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling Roses disappearing into
Moses’ dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying Freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
(Chorus)
Blast off
It’s party time
And we don’t live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It’s party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don’t Presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
