The Fever - On The Warpath lyrics

On the war path Feed the bone machine On the war path Fire's bright and fire's clean On the war path Spin the nation's fate On the war path Spreading all the lies and hate Find a random enemy To run the war machinery Make up phony causes To justify the losses Fu*k off education Kiss Goodbye your civil rights Questions equal treason When the iron eagle flies On the warpath We sell the truth On the warpath We tie the noose On the war path Red white and blue On the war path Where you k** me or I k** you The filthy few make money Bleeding all the rest Heroes medals uniforms Ain't so much fun once you're dead Branding others evil Denying their humanity What you call religion Is what I call insanity War ain't s**y War ain't fun (left/right - that's right) Never over Never won (left/right - that's right) War ain't righteous War ain't clean (left/right - that's right) Not quite like on your TV screen "Freedom and democracy" That's what I call hypocrisy 'Cause dropping bombs on innocents You sure ain't gonna make new friends To fight for peace is certainly Like screwing for virginity Better catch the irony Before you'll die in agony War ain't s**y War ain't fun Never over Never won