Quirk

The politicians, they work on their sun tan.
While our boys give their lives in Afganistan.
Why don't we bring them home while we still can?
Or maybe the Government doesn't have a real plan.
They don't bat an eye lid at this conflict in the sand.
I just hope they know all the blood is on their hands.

I don't quite get what they're doin'
Or what real goal they're persuin'
They call it a war on terror.
But that's where they made the error.
They still plant bombs on the road side.
That's why so many soldiers have died.
So pull them out while they're alive.
While they're alive.

See, I wanna join 'n' fight.
But I wanna do it for a cause that's right.
I aint gonna gaurd someone's oil.
As that was a cause of this termoil.
Now there's men buried in the soil.
And the papers' go mad when they send in a Royal.
Like he's got some image he could spoil.
It's a load of hubble, bubble, toil.
And Trouble.

I don't quite get what they're doin'
Or what real goal they're persuin'
They call it a war on terror.
But that's where they made the error.
They still plant bombs on the road side.
That's why so many soldiers have died.
So pull them out while they're alive.
While they're alive.

Just get them home.

Harry