American Blood

Verse One:
 Johnny can't drink 'cause Johnny ain't twenty-one
 Yeah but he's eighteen and he's pretty handy with a gun
 They sent him off to a foreign land
 Gave him a new pair of boots and thirteen grand
 And he came back home with American blood on his hands
 Verse Two:
 But George is a real go-getter
 and he's running the show
 And he should have known better
 but his old man told him to go
 He sits at home with his feet on his desk
 While the boys got theirs in the sand
 A million miles away
 with American blood on their hands
 Verse Three:
 Well Johnny can't walk but the medic
 said he's okay to fly
 And the newspapers tell us
 he's a hero and hell of a guy
 They sent him up to Washington
 For a photo op with the smoking gun
 He's got Purple Heart
 and American blood on his hands
 Chorus:
 Black gold for silver stars
 Cold hard cash for armored cars
 The brass ain't fighting
 but they're sure as hell taking a stand
 And they'll have to live
 with American blood on their hands
 Verse Four:
 Now George stands up
 on a boat proudly waving a flag
 He says the hard part's over
 and he knew it wouldn't be so bad
 The roadside bombs for six long years
 were never really part of the plan
 What's a couple thousand more
 with American blood on their hands?
 Repeat Chorus
 Verse Five:
 Now Johnny can drink all day 'cause he's twenty-three
 He donated his legs to the worldwide land of the free
 He cries God Bless America but God Damn Uncle Sam!
 While he stares through the tears
 with American blood on his hands
 While he stares through the tears
 with American blood on his hands
 Repeat Chorus