Warfair - Clawfinger

Do you know how it feels to be down in the dirt

With a bullet in your breast and blood on your shirt

Lying in a bloodpool down in a pit

Covered with the corpse and the blood and the shit

How does it feel to have a gun to your head

When you know that you’d be much better off dead

Looking right down through the barrel of a gun

Don’t try to tell me that you think it’s fun

Praying for your mercy don’t say you see the light

What difference does it make if the good lord’s right

At the end of a war the survivors are none

B’cos war is a loss a war can’t be won

You’re just another soldier and you’re doing the dying

You’re a symbol of a nation so boy stop crying

Hero of a war such a man so brave

A medal’s worth nothing when you’re lying in your grave

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Marching into misery you function as a whore

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Warfair, warfair

5 o’clock in the morning and they shout out your name

But they don’t really care cos you all look the same

Now this is the army and we train to kill

Our job is to give you that fighting will

So get off your knees and stand straight like a man

Do I have to tell you twice to make you understand

Freedom has a price and that price is blood

So chase the motherfucker right down in the mud

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Marching into misery you function as a whore

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Marching into misery you function as a whore

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Warfair, warfair

Warfair, warfair

Ignore all your feelings just go all the way

If you don’t then death is the price you have to pay

This ain’t peace and love no man this is war

So don’t even ask what you’re fighting for

Just search and destroy never question a lie

You don’t want to bite the bullet boy you don’t want to die

Don’t try to tell me that you couldn’t kill a man

That’s a load of fucking bullshit boy I know you can

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Marching into misery you function as a whore

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Do you know the pain

Marching into history marching into war

Can you feel the shame

Do you know the pain

Marching into misery you function as a whore

Can you feel the shame