Another American
Is gettin’ a folded Flag
In place of the kin that they had, cryin’
Bombs Away Boys, Bombs Away
Bombs Away Boys, Bombs Away
But no matter what we say, they never
Put the Bombs Away
I remember when I was young
Riding to Washington
Puttin’ flowers down the barrels of guns.
A General will a earn a star
To us it’s just all FUBAR
Embracing the suck once more, cryin’
You can curse or cry or pray, But baby.
Is gettin’ a folded Flag
In place of the kin that they had, cryin’
Bombs Away Boys, Bombs Away
Bombs Away Boys, Bombs Away
But no matter what we say, they never
Put the Bombs Away
I remember when I was young
Riding to Washington
Puttin’ flowers down the barrels of guns.
A General will a earn a star
To us it’s just all FUBAR
Embracing the suck once more, cryin’
You can curse or cry or pray, But baby.
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