The Fog - Madball, Tim Armstrong

They got the bombers

A bullet can’t save you

Fear and war

Let them serenade you

America we stood so silent, yeah

Hear no evil, see no violence, yeah

Speak no evil, keep it mindless

We’re all caught up in the fog

It’s all a racket, all a score

Red or blue, green money talks

Screw you then buy in bulk

We’re the prisoners of this war

They got the bombers

A bullet can’t save you

They got the bombers

Bullets won’t save you

Fear and war

Let them serenade you

They got the bombers

Bullets won’t save you

Oil, blood, money fills the banks

Puts working class kids in tanks

All the profits from all the war crimes

Lead all the pockets of all the fat swine

War machines bring chaos and pain, yeah

Blood falls from the sky like rain, yeah

Stand by the victims of freedom

Light a candle for the dead and the beaten

They got the bombers

A bullet can’t save you

They got the bombers

Bullets won’t save you

Send them young ones to die for the cause

Who’s cause?

Not ours

Send them young ones to die for us all

But not really

They got the bombers

A bullet can’t save you

They got the bombers

Bullets won’t save you

Fear and war

Let them serenade you

They got the bombers

Bullets won’t save you

They got the bombers

A bullet can’t save you

You, you, you, you

Fear and war

Let them serenade you

You, you, you, you