But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know that you can count me out
–John Lennon
When the long knives come out
And the landscape turns to Hell
There won't be any omelets
Just a pile of eggshells
Bombs in Iraq,
Bullets in the back,
And crazy Comrade Lenin
Knows who to attack
Summary execution
Is that how you cope?
When every kook starts shooting
It's a slippery slope
Bombs in Iraq,
Bullets in the back,
And crazy Comrade Lenin
Knows who to attack
If you found a messiah
Who tells you who to kill
You're mistaking mental illness
For that phony red pill
Bombs in Iraq,
Bullets in the back,
And crazy Comrade Lenin
Knows who to attack
by Richard W. Bray
Laughter hope sock in the eye's Blog 