Banana Split Republic – False Prophets
Genre Rock

LYRIC
Banana Split Republic

How can you Pledge Allegiance, to a Nation
That causes Mass Extermination
Crushes hope; Determination
Puts the Poor on - Permanent Rations

We always back the Wrong Horse, then expect to win the race
Escalate the Body Count in the hope to save our Face
I see one more Vietnam, can we ever bury the Already Dead?
Can you substitute aN MX-Missile, in exchange for Daily Bread?
Nostradamus was a Prophet, said a Plaguе be in our Time
Caught us with our pants down, it came from bеhind
But it only kills Undesirables - give ‘em Heroin to forget
The shelters full of Victims and Disillusioned Vets

Why must we die for a Politician’s Lie?
It’s hard enough Surviving, it’s not easy Getting By!

Well it was ‘Slant-eyes’ in Cambodia, and now it’s ‘Spics’ in El Salvador
40,000 in 4 years, the Death Squads don’t keep a Score
They’re running towards the river, escaping Genocide
Dodging the Bullets from people on their own side!
Well some of them could Swim, and some of them just Drowned
And when they reached the other side Hondurans gunned them down…
It was a Human Landfill, a place for summer homes
Or maybe even Club Med, if we can get the Vultures off the bones!

Well ya finally outta High-school
Hanging’ around with nuthin’ to do
Buy that car, impress that Girl
Join the Army and see the World
Be, all that you can be
You can do it!
In the AAAAAR-MY

Well they give ya a test, any monkey can pass…
Next thing you know, there’s a flashlight up your ass!
Be, it’s the place to be
Say, Be, it’s the place to be
I said, Be, it’s the place to be!
In the AAAAAR-MY!

Well, the ’New Army’ is the same old story
Grey hairs lie about Death and Glory
Send ya off to fight their war
Next Stop!
El Salvador…

They’re running… towards the river, escaping… Genocide
Dodging… the Bullets… from people on their own side!?
Well some of them could Swim, and some of them… just Drowned
And ya know… when they reached… the other side… Hondurans gunned them do!

Well, how can you pledge allegiance, to a Nation
That causes Mass Extermination
Crushes hope; Determination
Puts the Poor on - Permanent Rations
A perfect spot for a Factory, you know; on the backs of others
Death Certificates in multiple, signed by their own Brothers
A perfect spot for a Factory, you know; on the backs of others
Death Certificates in multiple, signed by their own Brothers

Why must we die for a Politician’s Lie?
It’s hard enough Surviving, it’s not easy getting by!
Why must we die for a Politician’s Lie?!
It’s hard enough Surviving, it’s not easy getting…
Easy getting…
Easy getting by!

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