Let Them Eat War – Bad Religion – letras

Theres a prophet on a mountain and he’s making up dinnerWith long division and writing cropAnybody can feel like a winnerWhen it’s served up piping hotBut the people aren’t looking for a handoutThey’re america’s working corpsCan this be what they voted for?Let them eat war [x2]That’s how to ration the poorLet them eat war [x2]There’s an urgent need to feedDeclining crimeFrom the force to the union shopsThe war economy is making new jobsBut the people who benefit mostAre breaking bread with their benevolent hostsYou never stole from the rich to give to the poorAll they ever gave to them was a warAnd a foreign enemy to deploreLet them eat war [x2]That’s how to ration the poorLet them eat war [x2]There’s an urgent need to feedDeclining crimeWe’ve got to kill ’em in the endBefore they reach for their checksSqueeze some blue collarsLet them bleed from their necksSeize a few dollars from the people who sweatCause it’s freedom or death and they won’t question itAt a job site the boss is god like conditionedWorkhorses park at a stoplight seasonedVets with their feetIn nets a stones throw away from a rock fightBut not tonight,Feed ‘em deathHere comes another ration (feed them death)Cause they’re the finest in the nation (feed them death)But there’s nothing left to feed themWhen it’s freedom or it’s deathLet them eat war [x2]That’s how to ration the poorLet them eat war [x2]There’s an urgent need to feed