.Used as a scapegoat taped to the wall
Bruised and abused on some foreign soil
Trained to kill baby, that's what we do
And programmed to bleed red white and blue
C'mon and grab your guns let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it.
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