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The Toyes - Idiot Son
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A gallon of blood for a barrel of oil Was a real good deal on foreign soil We'd be in and out in a month or maybe two Had to keep the brown-skinned poor boys From getting all our fancy rich boy war toys 'Cause they don't love their kids they way we do, me and you Idiot Son, what have you done? Rights revoked in the name of freedom You decided we don't need 'em Meek as lambs we handed them to you Tapping phone calls, reading mail Torture tactics in the jails God Himself had told you what to do, lucky you Idiot Son, what have you done? With all our eyes on you And all your gruesome cronies, too We saw no reason for what you'd do but greed Stone cold greed Idiot Son, what have you done?
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