War Birth

U.S. Bombs War Birth Lyrics
1.War Birth

Lyricist:Chuck Briggs, Chip Hanna, Kerry Martinez, Duane Thomas
Peters, Wade Walston

In '64 theres a milk man at the door
Heard the battle family had
A new born baby named Eddie
Was a product of the trailer parks

His military father died when he was four
Drop kids, drop dead, they're drafted from a crib
War birth, war birth, Eddie battles
Got no chance far away in fighter planes

So many die in booming raids
You're an old man at the age of nineteen
They sent him off to sea to sink in a submarine
All the leaders they got the masses to believe

March until you're dead, do all the rest will be free
Death is democracy, life is anarchy
Shoot the president, I wanna fuck your queen

Eddies in the scouts and dreams
About m-16's, mom swims in a bottle for breakfast everyday
The kids don't get along embarrassed of his home
He hates his pops who left and wants to do the same


2.12/25

Lyricist:Chuck Briggs, Chip Hanna, Kerry Martinez, Duane Thomas
Peters, Wade Walston

End of the year, they're raising my rent
Called, in sick my money is spent
Buildings out side all covered in snow
Makin' a fire the heat is on

I look out my window, there's a shopping cart attached to it
There's a crying bum, I need a road dog
Where's Santa Claus? On my last drop in stuck eating crumbs

No gift, December 25th, no bottle's empty
Where's St. Nicolas? Happy fuckin' year and Christmas carol's
A whore on the corner and a Grinch is a friend of every pimp
Take me away for the holidays, dinner in a strait jacket turkey
tray

And the kids who have been beat down with a stick
You ain't gotta take it from the family plan
If ya can't get help, do it all for yourself

A make shift kid will be strong in the end
Soaking up those tears comes just once a year
Get someone a gift, show someone you care