1572 U.S. Troops
0 WMDs
Speak the truth, brother Bruce:
I got my finger on the trigger
But I don't know who to trust
When I look into your eyes
There's just devils and dust
We're a long way from home, Bobbie
Home's a long, long way from us
I feel a dirty wind blowing
Devils and dust
I got God on my side
I'm just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear's a powerful thing
It can turn your heart black you can trust
It'll take your God filled soul
And fill it with devils and dust
When will Bush finally feel the righteous anger of a country misled?
When will the media grow a spine?
When can our troops come home?
How do you ask the last soldier to die in a war based on lies?
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