I see you’re pulling out of Afghanistan,
Why you’re even in there I don’t understand.
I’m not really sure was it Iraq or Iran,
You seem to go wherever at a nod from an American.
And I know you’re not listening,
But I’ll tell you just the same.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
To bring down the taxes you’ve got to bring down the spend
For the benefit of those who want war without end.
There’s food banks on our streets and I can’t comprehend
Just where you get the money for the troops you always send
Into other people’s countries
As you lie without shame.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
What have we learned when will we understand
We only ever go to war for the wealthy man.
All this talk of heroes hides the truth
Of greedy corporations that demand our youth
And use them as pieces in their power game.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
Bells are ringing out, Christmas time again,
Soldiers coming home,
And we’ll never know their pain,
Their lives will never be the same again.
So Merry Xmas, but the war’s not over.
Merry Xmas, but the war’s not over.
Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas,
But the war’s not over, not over, not over.
No the war’s not over, not over, not over.
This war’s not over, not over, not over.
So Merry Xmas.
Why you’re even in there I don’t understand.
I’m not really sure was it Iraq or Iran,
You seem to go wherever at a nod from an American.
And I know you’re not listening,
But I’ll tell you just the same.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
To bring down the taxes you’ve got to bring down the spend
For the benefit of those who want war without end.
There’s food banks on our streets and I can’t comprehend
Just where you get the money for the troops you always send
Into other people’s countries
As you lie without shame.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
What have we learned when will we understand
We only ever go to war for the wealthy man.
All this talk of heroes hides the truth
Of greedy corporations that demand our youth
And use them as pieces in their power game.
You can choose to go on killing
But not in my name, not in my name.
Bells are ringing out, Christmas time again,
Soldiers coming home,
And we’ll never know their pain,
Their lives will never be the same again.
So Merry Xmas, but the war’s not over.
Merry Xmas, but the war’s not over.
Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas,
But the war’s not over, not over, not over.
No the war’s not over, not over, not over.
This war’s not over, not over, not over.
So Merry Xmas.
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