"Continents and Oceans" Lyrics

Here is the lyrics to the new song I posted "Continents and Oceans"

Pack your guns boy you're going home

back to the midwest where you were born

no mothers crying tonight, she's got her baby back be her side

surprise, your tours over

you made it back safe, alive and sober

thats more then can be said for the son of a bitch that sent you

he's got the devil's eyes and a smile to match his deeds

he's as mean as they can be

sick with envy greed and vanity

he's got only one solution to every problem that he has

from Africa to Baghdad

rape, exploit and burn what's left

So as history repeats it self we put our problems back up on that shelf

the one that's grown to full

the one we we should never have built

but we've made our beds now, bloody as they be

it's the only place to sleep

the best we can buy with all our money

So come here soon, you have to notice this

it's not obvious to you 

it's just how we live

Guns, Bombs, Disease; 

Oh God help me please; 

I'm not just on TV; 

You helped create me

I'm miles away

Carried to you by airwaves

Across continents and oceans

Satellites send me to your kitchen

And the audio's delayed 

But you can still make out my face

And you hear me cry

But you never listen

You just change the station

To one that demands less of your concentration

You take your time

You take my time

  They don't want soul

  They don't want my gold

  They don't want my oil

  They don't want you to know

P.s. Your taxes paid for the bullet in that guys head