Buddy Miller - 100 Million Little Bombs lyrics
[Buddy Miller - 100 Million Little Bombs lyrics]
Three dollar bomb a hundred thousand roads
Steps of a child and the ground explodes
You can't clear one before another re-loads
To ratchet up the ante again
They're cheap and they're simple And
They're green and black
They take you right down a one way track
We've gone so far now that we can't get back
And we still won't stop this train
Footfall of a soldier footfall of a child
They don't know the difference
They're blind and mean and wild
One hundred million and the
Wheels go round Lunch
In geneva and the deals go down
We'll still have to fight a century from now
The battle of a long gone war
What do you do with what's left behind
What can you grow when the fields are mined
What do you do when that's all you find
You've got when you get back home
They're only made for terror
They don't care who they harm
Three dollars each to make
And a thousand to disarm
One hundred million still in the ground
Lunch in geneva and the deals go down
We'll still have to fight a century from now
The battle of a long gone war
What do you do with what's left behind
What can you grow when the fields are mined
What do you do when that's all you find
You got when you get back home
From china to angola and
Cambodia where they lay chips from Motorola
Made in the usa
Steps of a child and the ground explodes
You can't clear one before another re-loads
To ratchet up the ante again
They're cheap and they're simple And
They're green and black
They take you right down a one way track
We've gone so far now that we can't get back
And we still won't stop this train
Footfall of a soldier footfall of a child
They don't know the difference
They're blind and mean and wild
One hundred million and the
Wheels go round Lunch
In geneva and the deals go down
We'll still have to fight a century from now
The battle of a long gone war
What do you do with what's left behind
What can you grow when the fields are mined
What do you do when that's all you find
You've got when you get back home
They're only made for terror
They don't care who they harm
Three dollars each to make
And a thousand to disarm
One hundred million still in the ground
Lunch in geneva and the deals go down
We'll still have to fight a century from now
The battle of a long gone war
What do you do with what's left behind
What can you grow when the fields are mined
What do you do when that's all you find
You got when you get back home
From china to angola and
Cambodia where they lay chips from Motorola
Made in the usa