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Listen up everybody
 To those working in banks and armed service ranks
 To all the children born and raised in internment camps
 To all the youth sittin' in front of your TVs, at home
 Listen up everybody
 There's no U-N-I-T-Y
 That you can hide behind
 Life is "eye for an eye"
 Would you die for your pride
 You cannot survive
 Are you not surprised
 When they cock their guns?
 Too many Nazi crimes
 You gotta walk to run
 There's a name to be given
 To a loaded semi automatic hatred you feelin'
 It's the face that are feelin'
 This patriotism is the core
 Of this whole generation we live in
 No it ain't the beginnin'
 You're life's at risk
 You might be conscripted
 And sent off to fight
 To a place where the air's like nitroglycerin
 And every night
 Prayin' to see your wife and kids again
 The cycle's vicious when
 You're right in between it
 You don't like the system but your fightin' to keep it
 When we gonna learn through it?
 Gonna turn your blind eye
 Hoping (echo) in time you and I can do it
 Put your mind to it
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I reach deep
 Pray to have some ground to keep
 And be free
 Without the need to hold the chrome
 It always seems so much worse
 When it's close to home (close to home)
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I pray the Lord save my friends and my family
 And keep me
 Please protect my boundaries
 I listen to the bombs fall
 Till I'm sound asleep
 I'm like fuck anybody
 That turned in some person
 Livin' next door to him
 Cause the dudes is wearin' a turbin
 Workin' hard, 9 to 5, payin his taxes
 Only to come home get harrassed
 And asked if he's
 In anyway related to Al Qaeda
 Cause the neighbours suspicious of his behaviour
 And then they go an' call it patriotism
 But it's hate that is driven
 And so the racism sits and it grows
 In the pits of your souls
 Until the shit just explodes
 And you're bombing people
 That are calm and peaceful
 Claimin' it's for the goal
 Of protecting your children
 But how the fuck are the children being protected
 When we're building the weapons to kill them with?
 It just doesn't make sense to me
 We're gettin' screwed and we been doing it for centuries
 Just sendin' these kids off to their deaths
 As we sit, watch press releases
 And pledge allegiance, but
 To those working in banks and armed service ranks
 To all the children born and raised in internment camps
 To all the youth sittin' in front of your TVs
 at home
 Listen up everybody
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I reach deep
 Pray to have some ground to keep
 And be free
 Without the need to hold the chrome
 It always seems so much worse
 When it's close to home (close to home)
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I pray the Lord, save my friends and my family
 And keep me
 Please protect my boundaries
 I listen to the bombs fall
 Till I'm sound asleep
 The bottom line is
 That they got us all falling in line
 Cause they got us forgettin' to pass behind us
 You can't supply foreign lands with mines
 And not finance these guns into the hands of minors
 And most of them look just like me, don't they?
 And most of you think I just might be
 Some religious fanatic with tricks up my sleave
 Ready to hi-jack this airbus and bust 19
 But the bottom line is that they got our minds twisted and
 Got us focusing our lives on our differences
 I must have missed it if your God's different than mine, and
 I hope you're getting what I tryin to fit in this rhyme and
 When they come in the morning to take us
 I hope you quit your humming and hawing and wake up
 And when they make you disappear without a trace
 Cause of what you believe
 Please remember these words (these words)
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I reach deep
 Pray to have some ground to keep
 And be free
 Without the need to hold the chrome
 It always seems so much worse
 When it's close to home (close to home)
 As I lay my soul down to sleep
 I pray the Lord save my friends and my family
 And keep me
 Please protect my boundaries
 I listen to the bombs fall
 Till I'm sound asleep
 I listen to the tanks roll
 Till I'm sound asleep
 I listen to the Jews march
 Till I'm sound asleep
 Sound asleep
 Till I'm sound asleep
 I listen to the Jews march right down my street
 The electricity's off
 Supermarkets are closed off
 Phone's dead
 There's soldiers in the streets
 Right here in your promised land
 It's too late
 You waited, debated, sedated for years
 You stated it could never happen in our corner
 Now wake up and smell the books burnin'
 (Sound of a reported appearance of Osama bin Laden)