Shadow Gallery - War For Sale lyrics

[Music: B. Allman, C. Ingles, Lyrics, Vocal Melodies: C.Cadden-James] Time came to leave You know there's something About the principle Of what goes on behind the scenes The military machine The way they led me on... Stiletto in the sand Thrusted down in anger Bloody to the handle Diamond red Machines of ma** destruction Well I helped to design them The guilt of children's blood stains on my hands The word from the board room Our boys in Tehran have scored How long till we realize the truth? The bottom line of defense and world security The bankers and the ministry of arms Just cut the deal and the war is on The village burned the desert set ablaze Who are these men with their finger's in everybody's pie? Big rockets and their profiles all the rage Their business plan calls for ware for sale Please understand Until I saw all this I never thought about the third world trampled under wheels Out in the streets and in the fields I simply questioned it all... Stiletto in the sand Fingers on the triggers Tempers boiling over Bleed them red Machines of ma** destruction Oh why did I design them? The guilt of children's blood stains on my hands Napalm and land mines Nobody left alive How long 'til we realize the truth? The bottom line of defense and world security the banker's and the ministry of arms Just cut the deal and the war is on The market screams a recommended buy The contract's in don't just sit there get your broker on the line Big money left their morals far behind Guess what we've got - we got war for sale How long 'til we realize the truth? The bottom line of defense and world security the banker's and the ministry of arms Just cut the deal and the war is on The village burned the desert set ablaze Who are these men with their finger's in everybody's pie? Then freedom's ring departed from today There's just no doubt - we got war for sale!