We Are the Cops of the World
A thousand some bases all over the globe,
in places we don’t even know.
Troops, ships and drones all over they roam,
There’s nowhere our armies don’t go.
We garrison the planet, north, south, east and west,
occupy all seven seas.
On this modern day empire the sun never sets,
a superpower will do what they please.
But empires cost money, and guess who will pay
Four-hundred million dollars a day.
You can’t hear the music, but the fiddle still plays.
When they say there’s nothing left to help you and me,
The reason ain’t too hard to see – WE ARE THE COPS OF THE WORLD!
In the sands of Iraq, hills of Afghanistan,
The pains of occupation resound;
Innocent blood spilled, civilians get killed,
as the bombs and the missiles rain down.
It’s circle the wagons, and unleash the dragons;
get in position for the bigger war game.
When there’s gas or oil on some foreign soil,
the drones and assassins will reign.
But empires cost money, someone must pay;
the machine has a mind of its own.
When Big Money talks, everything else walks.
When they say there’s nothing left for us back at home,
The reason is easily shown – WE ARE THE COPS OF THE WORLD!
No money for roads, bridges or trains,
No jobs that pay a decent living wage;
No healthcare, no welfare no future remains
On the Main streets of the USA.
Keep on pretending, but the bender is ending,
our dreams have been left in the cold.
In order to maintain the empire’s reign,
our children’s future has been sold; the truth must be spoken and told – WE ARE THE COPS OF THE WORLD!