Fiction Plane: Listen To My Babe

I don't wanna fight anyway
I don't wanna take the things you own
I don't wanna put myself at risk
So someone else can their thrown,
I would put them all in a room,
Give them all the guns and clips they need,
I would put a seed in their minds,
To follow as it breaks down greed,

Soldier Machismo,
And his morals,
Who am I to know what you save me from,
What is it to say that if they all lay down,
That my home would be gone,

I wanna put glue down your gun,
Imagine pointing that thing at your son,
When he dies you tell us who won,
And there will be no invasion,

Soldier Machismo,
And his morals,
Who am I to know what you save me from,
What is it to say that if they all lay down,
That my home would be gone,

The children just imagine,
Flaming eagles built in patterns,
Look outside your eyes and soul,
Now tell me who won the war,

I don't wanna fight anyway
I don't wanna take the things you own
I don't wanna put myself at risk
So someone else can their thrown,
I would put them all in a room,
Give them all the guns and clips they need,
I would put a seed in their minds,
To follow as it breaks down greed,

I wanna put glue down your gun,
Imagine pointing that thing at your son,
When he dies you tell us who won,
And there will be no invasion,

I don't wanna fight anyway
I don't wanna take the things you own
I don't wanna put myself at risk
So someone else can their thrown,

Soldier Machismo,
And his morals,
Who am I to know what you save me from,
What is it to say that if they all lay down,
That my home would be gone,

Soldier Machismo,
And his morals,
Who am I to know what you save me from,
What is it to say that if they all lay down,
That my home would be gone.