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I done Syria Afganistan Iraq and Iran North Korea tell me where does it end Well the bodies keep piling up with every day How many more of em they gonna send Well they send their sons and daughters off to die for some war To control the heroine Well son I hope you don't grow up Believing that you've got to be a puppet to be a man Well they cut off your hair and put a badge on your arm Strip you of your identity Tell you to keep your mouth shut boy and get in the line Meet your maker over seas [??] Aus Songtexte Mania