Propagandhi Name And Address Withheld Lyrics

The following views expressed
do not necessarily reflect those of the prevailing
order, who prostrate to their naked kings, tailor the seams of
funeral shrouds on foreign shores,
but shed no tears for the dead of the endless list of
informal wars - the justification for
will be (spelled out)
for me (coming soon)
to a screen (to a screen)
near me (near you)
I'm feeling less hopeful and so much less human
as my days are reduced to little more than
settling for revenge and wondering whatever happened to the kid that pledged
Chalk it up to an overdeveloped sense of unbridled vengeance.
Somebody fed me too much New Hope for breakfast,
cuz as the empire preemptively strikes back
again and the voice of Luke's father
baritones that this is CNN
I recall Arab kids slaughtered reduced
to sand-n_____s and rag-heads.
And now I'm expected to mourn
dead Americans? The executioner's willing citizens?
I'm so sorry and I'm trying to think it through,
but when the chickens came home to roost
and hand-delivered, and hand-delivered
matching funeral urns to the bully that never learns
I could've swore I heard a chorus rise and fall
wishing them so many more unhappy returns.
In every war waged, only kings emerged unscathed.