No More War Songtext

von Mike Love

Lately these days I get so paranoid, hear so many stories of families broken, fathers being deployed.
All for this war that no one really wants,
Too many dog tags, too many headstones, too many dying to count.
And if we could today we'd bring them all back home,
But they'll never listen,
These politicians,
Their hearts have turned to stone.
And if we had a voice then by God we'd be heard,
But we're so divided and we're undecided so we never say a word,
And we all go to sleep
Like good little sheep,
Never make a peep.
So I'm taking a stand and I'm making demands and I'll stand even if I have to stand alone,
And say bring the troops back home.

With all of the beauty to behold in this world,
Why would you want to feed the destruction?
With all of the wonders to witness in this world,
Why would you want to see Armageddon?
With all of the things that you could be in this world,
Why would you go and be a soldier man?
Oh why,
Oh I, I think I know why.
Cause when you were three years old,
They put a toy gun in your hand and they showed you shows of G.I. Joe's how could you overstand
The difference between fiction and reality,
Oh if your parents knew how it impacted you they would have burned the t.v.
But they were too busy working for the man,

Yeah they were too busy, just fitting into the plan.

So when you were six years old they put you in the boy scouts,
So harmless it seemed to be marching, waving the flag about.
But they already got you wearing that uniform on your back,
Using weapons, earning medals, gaining rank in your pack.
It's the symbolism that keeps you coming back,
Esoteric symbolism, into your subconscious they tap,
It's the symbolism, keeps you slipping through the cracks,
It's the symbolism, got your mind under attack,
But youth put on your thinking cap, don't get caught up in their trap no.
With all of the creativity in this world, why would you create nuclear weapons?
With all of the wonders to witness in this world, why would you want to see Armageddon?
With all of the billion things to be in this world oh why would you go and be a soldier man?
Oh why, oh I'm starting to see why.

Cause when you were 13 years old you joined the ROTC,
The high school version of your immersion in the military,
They got you dreaming of that M16 in your hand,
Heroically killing enemies for democracy in a foreign land.
It's the mind control that keeps you killing blindly,
Government mind control, been going on for centuries.
So when you were 18 years old, the recruiters came to your school,
With fancy dress and propaganda, trying to make you their fool.
Telling you, you're never gonna amount to anything,
But look at all the rewards and benefits Uncle Sam can bring,
Just sign on the dotted line, the officer says with a grin,
Sign your name on the dotted line, trust in us,
We'll take you in, just pick up the pen and sign, we'll take care of everything,
Sign your name on the dotted line, and your bright future can begin.
But can you hear the bugle play as you sign your life away.

Give me one good reason, give me one good outcome, from all of this killing, it don't make no sense.
So many are dying, orphaned babies crying in the name of freedom, what a false pretense.
But all the money, all the power, all the souls that you devour, mister politician man.
Could never equal to the power of Jah Love that I hold in the fingers of my pure, clean hands.
So mister soldier man, I'm begging you come back home,
Military man leave them war machines alone,
Cause them politicians sit in their mansion reaping all the benefits
While you lay dying in the trenches and they just don't give a shit no.

Or lord there's got to be a better way to communicate,
I don't believe that killing men makes us more safe,
In fact I know the opposite is true,
But how bout you, do you buy into the news, have they got you so confused?
When I feel the pressure in the air, I get so scared.
Will we live to see another day, another month, another year,
How can I protect my family from these crazy leaders addicted to war, tell them we don't need no more
Of these broken dreams and fantasies all fallen down the well.
Daddy's gone and left his family a living hell.
So many die, lifeless they lie in graves with names unknown.
Mommy cries, waits for her son who ain't never coming home.
So we don't needno more war.
Our wounds won't mend by hurting them, so what are we fighting for.
We don't need no more war.