[Music: Chris Lykins, James Gulotta]   [Lyrics: Chris Lykins]      Our land, our home, America the free   Our vote decides the future can't you see   Their sim to serve, and protect what is theirs   Too much at stake to let others have their share   The world is more than colors black and red   Profit and gain mean little to those dead   While you cut corners to maximize your gain   Your lack of caring sends young men to their graves      [Chorus:]   Spend all our money on functionless weapons   They never care what the cost   I guess it's too bad it works only on paper   It's our lives not theirs that are lost   The truth is that we're powerless to change   The joke that the pentagons became   To win a war is the last thing on their mind   Career advancement is the main thing you will find   500 million dollars every day   Drains the resourses from projects such as AIDS   Our poor go hungry in cities across the states   Defense contractors steal the food   right off their plates      [Chorus:]      [Solo: Rick]   [Repeat 1st verse]      [Repeat chorus]      [Solo: Chris]