War For Sale Lyrics - Shadow Gallery

Time came to leave 

You know there's something about the principle 

Of what goes on behind the scenes 

The military machine, the way they led me on 

Stiletto in the sand, thrusted down in anger 

Bloody to the handle, diamond red 

Machines of mass destruction 

Well, I helped to design them 

The guilt of children's blood stains on my hands 

The word from the board room 

Our boys in Tehran have scored 

How long 'til we realize the truth? 

The bottom line of defense and world security 

The bankers and the ministry of arms 

Just cut the deal and the war is on 

The village burned, the desert set ablaze 

Who are these men with their fingers in everybody's pie? 

Big rockets and their profits, all the rage 

Their business plan calls for war for sale 

Please understand until I saw all this 

I never thought about the third world trampled under wheels 

Out in the streets and in the fields 

I simply questioned it all 

Stiletto in the sand, fingers on the triggers 

Tempers boiling over, bleed them red 

Machines of mass destruction 

Oh, why did I design them? 

The guilt of children's blood stains on my hands 

Napalm and land mines 

Nobody left alive 

How long 'til we realize the truth? 

The bottom line of defense and world security 

The bankers and the ministry of arms 

Just cut the deal and the war is on 

The market screams a recommended buy 

The contracts in, don't just sit there, get your broker on the line 

Big money left their morals far behind 

Guess what we've got, we got war for sale 

How long 'til we realize the truth? 

The bottom line of defense and world security 

The bankers and the ministry of arms 

Just cut the deal and the war is on 

The village burned, the desert set ablaze 

Who are these men with their fingers in everybody's pie? 

Then freedom's ring departed from today 

There's just no doubt, we got war for sale