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buffy sainte-marie – the war racket (unplugged) lyrics

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[verse one]
ooo you’re sl!ck – you investors in hate
you saddams and you bushes; you bin ladens and snakes
you billionaire bullies; you’re a globalized curse
you put war on the m-sses while you clean out the purse
and that’s how it’s done war after war
you old feudal parasites just sacrifice the poor
you’ve got the cutting edge weapons but your scam’s still the same
as it’s been since the romans: it’s the patriot game

it’s the war racket
it’s the war racket
that’s the war racket
that’s the war racket

[verse two]
you twisters of language; you creeps of disguise
your disinformation; like worms in your eyes
you privileged bankers; you gambler thieves
you profit on war; there’s less money in peace
that’s how it’s done time after time
country after country, crime after crime
you pretend it’s religion and there’s no one to blame
for the dead and impoverished in your little patriot game

[chorus]
honey, that’s the war racket
that’s the war racket
that’s the war racket
that’s the war racket

[verse three]
got the world’s greatest power and you team up with thugs
make a fortune on weapons, destruction and drugs
but your flags and boots and uniforms start to all look the same
when both sides are k!lling in the patriot game
and that’s how it’s done, and you’ve got our sons
in the crosshairs of horror at the end of a gun
and your national anthems start to all smell the same
when all sides are dying in the patriot game

[chorus]
it’s just the war racket
that’s just the war racket
that’s just the war racket
that’s just the war racket

[verse four]
and war is never, ever holy
it’s just a greedy men’s dream
and you two-faced crusaders: both sides are obscene
war’s not made by god: war’s made by men
who misdirect our attention while you thieves do your thing
and that’s how it’s done
about every 30 years
the rich fill their coffers
the poor fill with tears
the young fill the coffins
the old hang a wreath
the politicians get photographed with their names underneath

[outro]
it’s the war racket
it’s the war racket
that’s the war racket
that’s the war racket



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