Tommy Gun - Justin Sane

Tommy Gun - Justin Sane
Little boy soldier tommy gun
He'd kill to play peacekeeper man
It's a little game
He learned from his dad
His daddy was a peacekeeper in Iraq
Pretending he's off soldiering
In a distant far off land
He cocks his gun
He shoots you down
Murder again and again and again
Murder again and again
Murder again and again and again
Teaching the children to murder
Yeah
Sunday morning off to church
A red faced
Preacher sweating words
This fat old f**k goes on
And on
Tommy learns a special lesson
Thou shall love thy neighbor
And thou shall never kill
Void in the name of cash
Murder again and again and again
Murder again and again
Murder again and again and again
Teaching the children to murder
Yeah
You're gonna dream tonight little boy
And in the nightmare you're gonna wake up to think
That's when you get it
They punish anyone don't you know
Who shows any sign of understanding
More than the rhetoric
Just like his dad and his dad's dad before him
Tommy went off
To fight in a war
And protect his people from an inhumane race
And an out of sight threat in a far off place
And just before
Tommy got shot down
He stopped to think
To ask himself
Are their armies also made up of their poor
Murder again and again and again
Murder again and again
Murder again and again and again
Teaching the children to murder
From a murder