We got a call to write a song about the war in the Gulf,
But we shouldn`t hurt anyone`s feelings.
So we tried, and gave up, cuz there was no such song,
But the trying was very revealing:
What makes a person so poisonous righteous,
That they`d think less of anyone, who just disagrees?
She`s just a pacifist, he`s just a patriot.
If I said you were crazy, would you have to fight me?
Fighters for liberty,
Fighters for power,
Fighters for longer turns in the shower.
Don`t tell me I can`t fight `cause I`ll punch out your lights
And history seems to agree
That I would fight you for me.
So we read, and we watched
All the specially selected news,
And we learned so much more about the good guys.
`Won`t you stand by the flag?`
Was the question unasked,
`Won`t you join in and fight with the allies?`
What could we say? We`re only 25 years old,
With 25 sweet summers, and hot fires in the cold.
This kind of life makes that violence unthinkable.
We`d like to play hockey, have kids and grow old.
Fighters for Texaco,
Fighters for power,
Fighters for longer turns in the shower.
Don`t tell me I can`t fight `cause I`ll punch out your lights,
And history seems to agree
That I would fight you for me,
That us would fight them for we.
He`s just a peacenik,
And she`s just a war-hawk.
That`s where the beach was,
That`s where the sea.
What could we say? We`re only 25 years old,
And history seems to agree that I would fight you for me,
That us would fight them for we.
Is that how it always will be