Jail! - Rolling Thunder Lyrics

The men in suits and ties are on a killing spree
This country drops bombs, not LSD
Waving at you "bye bye"
While we wave that flag
Daisy-cutter dropping
That's a fucking drag

Hey! You're dead to me
Hey! You're dead to me

Where's our respect for the deceased
While we drop another trillion on the Middle East
We got Uncle Sam laughing
At the thought of remorse
Using the children's crusade
As your tour de force

Hey! You're dead to me
Hey! You're dead to me

Rolling thunder
Rolling thunder
Yeah don't you ever forget
Rolling thunder
Rolling thunder
Yeah motherfucker why don't you drop the charade