Paper Rifles - Hearts and Minds

It's a special kind of medicine that we dispense today
That takes away the suffering by filling up the graves

Don't you read the papers, or sit round your tv?
An iron will is all there is to mark you out from me
And it's getting hard to find
Where you've hidden your hearts and minds

I don't know how to make myself any clearer
So will you...

Put your money where your mouth is, your best foot forward
You know we'll be winning the hearts and minds
Remember what your father said
"Oh my son, we're only cruel to be kind"

With your finger on the trigger and arms wide open
You know we'll be winning the hearts and minds
We're going to leave the cities aflame with freedom
Even if everyone dies

Written by:
Jon Dick

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