Family names and airplanes has gotten you this far
Hurricanes and hand grenades exposes who you are
Even if some things you do get hidden from our site
I hope you think about these things, when you sleep at night
So tell me how it is that you've become
A just and holy man, with blood upon his hands
Do you think that we can't see
You're saying all the right things
Saying all the things we should know
So tell us about the good things
Hoping that the bad ones won't show.
Wipe the blood stains from your hands
We'll pay your debts when you are gone
Debts to ruined people living in a ruined land
With memories of faces and a rifle in their hands
Planted seeds of freedom cultivated in god's name
By saviors in a house of white a thousand miles away
So lets all turn our TV's on so we can see a war
Teleprompted speeches tell us it's worth fighting for.
And even if the men to blame stay covered by their plight
May dying soldiers haunt their dreams, when they sleep at night.
You're saying all the right things
Saying all the things we should know
So tell us about the good things
Hoping that the bad ones won't show.