We're all messed up
no one knows which way is down or which way is up
president can't afford to make peace
so he sends his damn Battalion!
while he sits in the back riding on his beautiful black stallion
he makes his choices without hearing the people's voices
well it's no wonder we're all so messed up
he thinks he's got it all worked out
but he doesn't know what peace is about
he prefers to send his Battalion on the easy route
well it's no wonder this country's so messed up
