Given death we gave back death
Repaid wounded for wounded
Lies repaid with lies
Currency of war
Money for oil
Oil for money
About the money
We fight to the death
Leaving wounded
We tell our lies
Make our war
Get their oil
Yes the oil
The money
These are the reasons we have brought death
To thousands, wounded
Thousands more, there lies
Our guilt, our unjust war
We must own this war
This war for oil
Slaves of money
Living death
Walking wounded
Across the desert of lies
Fooled again, we bought the lies
Sent the children of our poor to war
For the second largest supply of oil
Leaving at Princeton the children of money
Ignorant of accumulating death
Blind to the growing stream of wounded
Lost legs and hands and families wounded
Worse wounds inflicted by lies
Filmy nothing pretense for war
Scarcely concealed lust for oil
Ever-grabbing-after-money
For which they wish us death
We lie wounded for oil, our money
In a war of lies that can only end in death