Family names and airplanes has gotten you this far Hurricanes and hand grenades exposes who you are Even if some things you do get hidden from our site I hope you think about these things, when you sleep at night So tell me how it is that you've become A just and holy man, with blood upon his hands Do you think that we can't see You're saying all the right things Saying all the things we should know So tell us about the good things Hoping that the bad ones won't show. Wipe the blood stains from your hands We'll pay your debts when you are gone Debts to ruined people living in a ruined land With memories of faces and a rifle in their hands Planted seeds of freedom cultivated in god's name By saviors in a house of white a thousand miles away So lets all turn our TV's on so we can see a war Teleprompted speeches tell us it's worth fighting for. And even if the men to blame stay covered by their plight May dying soldiers haunt their dreams, when they sleep at night. You're saying all the right things Saying all the things we should know So tell us about the good things Hoping that the bad ones won't show.