And I'm here just trying to find a reason
Why soldiers all believe in what they do
Is it men and boys like to go fighting
Talking cynicism or truth
And we know politics is rotten
Their signature on every dead recruit
And war comes in bullets and it comes in business
Is this cynicism or is it truth
And all we have to say
Are the words I don't know
Who's left to care
What is right in this world
You should be ashamed of your soul
And they say this is a fight full of justice
And I wonder justice for who
And I cry
I see the soldiers laughing
Talking cynicism or truth
And they argue this is not about the money
Dress soldiers in pink if you need proof
War don't make friends it just makes interests
Is this cynicism or is this the truth
And all we find to say
Are the words I don't know
Who's left to care
What is right in this world
You should be ashamed of your soul
War grants itself a long line of heroes
Prejudice is as lethal as your salute
No one knows the real enemy today
Talking cynicism or truth
And so I kiss goodnight my little babies
They don't hear the night bombs some little ones do
War kills first the innocence of our children
Call it cynicism or call it truth
And all we find to say
Are the words I don't know
Who's left to care
What is right with this world
You should be ashamed of your soul