Hey Ma

Now, the towers have fallen So much dust in the air It affected your vision Couldn't see yourself clear From the fall came such choices Even worse than the fall There's this chain of consequences Within, without Action, cause and reaction Never follows to plan Black swans on your picnic table Knocking over the jam Please don't preach me forgiveness You're hardwired for revenge War is just about business Within, without Hey ma, the boys in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma, the boys in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma, the boys in body bags Coming home in pieces Coming home in pieces War, war, war, war The dead live on within us Keep your fingers crossed We were choking on the smoke and the dust And the lives that were lost Scratch the surface of liberals There's a beast underneath Others hiding their Jekyll's Within, without Hey ma, the boys in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma, the boys in body bags Coming home in pieces War, war, war, war I can feel the daylight I can feel the day lightning on me, lightning on me I can feel the daylight I can feel the day lightning on me, falling on me --- Hey Ma - James