Xanadoo - Blood Is Dirt lyrics

Inspection Chaos Called up to the drill A pawn At mercy of the sergeant's thrill Blood my own on my shirt "dirty on parade" is the Sergeant's blurt The world, is washing out its stains "We don't care about your pain" The value of life was then obscured Because under this nation Blood is Dirt Get your gun Hand grenade Battlefront Sent to die Useless cattle A genocide War, erupts Disaster unfolds 'Fight for your country' is what we're told Diplomacy, shattered Crisis, attack The sun, the heavens are shrouded in black Offensive manouvres Land, air and sea Mobilisation of the ma**es is free Thousands die Coming up the flank Suits and ties laugh their a**es to the bank Get your gun Hand grenade Battlefront Sent to die Useless cattle A genocide Blood is dirt You're a pawn You're a digit Written small Confrontation First to go Exploitation Expendable Down at the warfront It's not like TV Gore and misery Is all that you see d**h surrounds you Terror from above glory and honour Is why you have come? Blood is dirt You're a pawn You're a digit Written small Confrontation First to go Exploitation Expendable