Battle flag in the bassinetOil and blood on the bayonetCrowded downtown hit the floorWhat are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?The world got smaller but the bombs got biggerHolocaust on a hairpin triggerAint no game so forget the scoreWhat are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What will I tell my daughter?What will you tell your son?Where were all the doves?That we were nothing but a shadowa faceless generation devoid of love?The crucifix ain t no baseball batTell me what kind of God is that?Ain t nothing more godless than a warSo what are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What are we fightin for?What will I tell my daughter?What will you tell your son?Where were all the doves?That we were nothing but a shadowA faceless generation?What are we fightin for?

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