Letra de la canción 'TOMMY GUN' de 'JUSTIN SANE'

Little boy soldier tommy gun
he killed to play peace keeper man
itand's a little game he learned from dad
his daddy was a peace keeper in iraq
pretending hes off soldiering in a distant far off land
he takes his gun he shoots you down
murder again and again and again
murder again and again
murder again and again and again
teaching the children to murder
yeah
sunday morning off to church
a red faced preacher sweating words
this fat old fuck goes on and on
tommy learns a special lesson
thou shall love thy neighbor
and thou shall never kill
for in the name of cash
murder again and again and again
murder again and again
murder again and again and again
teaching the children to murder
yeah
youand're gonna dream tonight little boy
and in that nightmare youand're gonna wake up and think
thatand's when youand'll get it
they punish anyone donand't you know that shows any sign of understanding more than the red neck
just like his dad and his dad had before him
tommy went off to fight in the war
and protect his people from an inhumane race from and out of sight threat in a far away place
and just before tommy got shot down he stopped to think to ask himself are there armies also made up of their poor?
murder again and again and again
murder again and again
murder again and again and again
teaching the children to murder
all the murder

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