Bret Michaels - War Machine Lyrics

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War Machine

War Machine Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For War Machine By Bret Michaels?
Government sent your sons to die
Cameras catch the mothers crying But it's alright, no it's not alright Love and peace buy a bigger gun That is how the war game is won But it's alright, no it's not alright Good evening and welcome to the revolution The next big TV show One big problem with no solution That's how our ratings grow First we make you Then we break you you're so disposable Charge the line And don't ask why Do or die is all we know [Chorus:] War machine Hate and greed Watch them bleed On TV Look into a soldier's eyes He ask no questions tells no lies Is he alright, no he's not alright Unsung heroes die in vain We don't even know their names Is that alright, no it's not alright Freedom comes at a bloody price One we all must pay The greedy line their pockets While the dead and wounded fade away First we make you Then we break you You're so disposable Charge the line And don't ask why Do or die is all we know [Chorus:] Good evening and welcome to the revolution The next big TV show One big problem with no solution That's how our ratings grow First we make you Then we break you You're so disposable Charge the line And don't ask why Do or die is all we know [Chorus:] We must be free War machine |
Who Wrote War Machine By Bret Michaels?
Bret Michaels, Cliff Calabro, Jeremy Rubolino
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What's The Duration Of The War Machine By Bret Michaels?The duration of War Machine is 3:22 minutes and seconds. |
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