If a slice of your pie means more people must die
Then I don't want no part of your peace
To cleanse a regime with them fighting machines
Just to force apple pie down the throats of the weak
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name!
Now, he who hesitates will be lost in a place
In his world without total control
So he propagates that this war liberates
But the people, we know, all they want is the oil
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name!
Over there, on that hill stood a house not so many years ago Such a humble abode made to weather rain and snow Though it stood for its people for a thousand years and more When the world came to witness we were told they had to go
In it's place now's a highway, made of steal and set in stone All the locals have been banished, told to pack their things and go Now a lost generations got no place to call their own Left to wander forever up and down that God damned road Not in my name!
If a slice of your pie means more people must die
Then I don't want no part of your peace
To cleanse a regime with them fighting machines
Just to force apple pie down the throat of the weak
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name…
Not in my name…
Not in my name!
Then I don't want no part of your peace
To cleanse a regime with them fighting machines
Just to force apple pie down the throats of the weak
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name!
Now, he who hesitates will be lost in a place
In his world without total control
So he propagates that this war liberates
But the people, we know, all they want is the oil
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name!
Over there, on that hill stood a house not so many years ago Such a humble abode made to weather rain and snow Though it stood for its people for a thousand years and more When the world came to witness we were told they had to go
In it's place now's a highway, made of steal and set in stone All the locals have been banished, told to pack their things and go Now a lost generations got no place to call their own Left to wander forever up and down that God damned road Not in my name!
If a slice of your pie means more people must die
Then I don't want no part of your peace
To cleanse a regime with them fighting machines
Just to force apple pie down the throat of the weak
They're fighting and deceiving but not in my name
Corrupting and competing, not in my name
History repeating but not in my name
Not in my name
They're bombing and destroying but not in my name
Corrupting and contorting, not in my name
Deceiving and distorting but not in my name
Not in my name…
Not in my name…
Not in my name!
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