Devotchkas

A grey sky falls on blood-soaked land where children used to play
theres no more laughter in the air-its all been blown away
The bodies burn in the sun as you just march on by
so handsome in your unifroms, but you bat not an eye
[Chorus:]
Like animals
gun-toting freaks
cracked-up in cami
minds so weak
possesed like zombies in the night
all you want's to kill and fight
[Spoken:]
"..your politics and policies, have left children without families...
but you can't wash the blood from your hands..
and giving you the 'right to kill'
and a loaded gun will not make you a man..."