Lyrics:

(Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber

Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether you're soar away sun or BBC 1

Misinformation is a weapon of mass destruc

You could a Caucasian or a poor Asian

Racism is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether inflation or globalization

Fear is a weapon of mass destruction)



My dad came into my room holding his hat

I knew he was leaving,

he sat on my bed told me some facts, son.

I have a duty, calling on me

You and your sister be brave my little soldier

And don't forget all I told ya

Your the mister of the house now remember this

And when you wake up in the morning give ya momma a kiss

Then I had to say goodbye



In the morning woke momma with a kiss on each eyelid,

Even though I'm only a kid

Certain things can't be hid

Momma grabbed me

Held me like I was made of gold

But left her inner stories untold

I said, momma it will be alright

When daddy comes home, tonight



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Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber

Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether you're soar away sun or BBC 1

Misinformation is a weapon of mass destruc

You could a Caucasian or a poor Asian

Racism is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether inflation or globalization

Fear is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether Halliburton or Enron or anyone

Greed is a weapon of mass destruction



We need to find courage, overcome

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction)



The skin under my chin

is exploding, again.

I'm getting stress from some other children.

I'm holding it in, we taking sides, like a politian

an if I get friction we get to fightin.

I defend my dad he's the best of all men

an whatever he's doin he's doin the right thing.

Its frightenin but it makes me mad, why do all

of these people seem to hate my dad?

an if that ain't enough, now I've got these spots.

I go to sleep every night with my stomach in knots.

and whats more I can hear Mama next door

explore the radio for reports of war.

and all we ever seem to do is hide the tears,

seems Daddy been gone for years.

But he was right, now I'm geared up for the fight

an he would be proud of me if Daddy came home tonight.



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My story stops here, lets be clear

This scenario is happening everywhere

And you ain't going to nirvana or farvana

You're coming right back here to live out your karma

With even more drama than previously, seriously

Just how many centuries have we been

waiting for someone else to make us free

And we refuse to see

That people overseas suffer just like we

Bad leadership and ego's unfettered and free

Who feed on the people they're supposed to lead

I don't need good people to pray and wait

For the lord to make it all straight

There's only now, do it right.

Cos I don't want your daddy, leaving home tonight



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