You Can Count Your Money In Your Graves, You Filthy Bastards

Great man playing war like if common people just were toys
They can always buy new
So it’s OK to loose a few
Religion’s made the people blind, promised something they’ll never find
A precious paradise
A final ride into glory
Cause when you’re killing for money
The blood you spill doesn’t count
How you stop this fucking madness, get them off of their high horses,
high and mighty bunch of assholes, god damn fucking hypocrites
What’s the problem, they’re off to Balkan
Great man playing war like if common people just were toys
They can always buy new
So it’s OK to loose a few
Cause when you’re killing for money
The blood that they spill
Doesn’t count