Raise Up the Dead

 

© 1983 Neal Gladstone

Raise up the dead for your money

Ask them for their sacrifice

And raise up the dead for weapons

I want nothing to do with your lies

 

Tell them you speak for the children

Argue an eye for an eye

And raise up the dead for your weapons

I want nothing to do with your lies

 

You speak of freedom

And you speak of peace

While you keep shortening the fuse

On those dark weapons

That you built to defend us

That we must never use

 

And what will you do with the billions

How many lives will it buy?

And raise up the dead for your weapons

I want nothing to do with your lies

 

 

I've heard your promises for so long now

But I'm still as hungry as I was

For all those benefits that came to you

That never came to us

 

And when the last city is burning

How many tears will you cry?

I said raise up the dead for your weapons

I want nothing to do with your lies

 

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