Life or something.

"Summit meetings, bottled water, secret briefings, infant slaughter,
senate hearings, leather folders, absent weapons, brittle soldiers.
Hail the chief of hearts and minds, mortuaries, we draw the blinds,
shaft the poor, steal by stealth, least Judas went and hung himself;
How did we end up here?

We make the enemy confess, 
we're Jesus wearing battle dress;
chain 'em up and make 'em crawl,
God bangs his head against the wall;
salute the troops with grave concern,
body bags we never learn,
why interrogate the soul?
Dr. Strangelove's in control!
Woe to us, woe to you,
And think of all the revenue!
How did we end up here?

Hunting, fishing, chopping logs, breeding mad saliva dogs,
planted questions from the floor, it's easy to defile the law;
how did we end up here?
Rigged elections, weapons blast, even Satan's quite impressed!
Palaces and marble halls, every single empire falls;
how did we end up here?

We make the enemy confess, 
we're Jesus wearing battle dress;
chain 'em up and make 'em crawl
God bangs his head against the wall;
salute the troops with grave concern,
body bags we never learn,
why interrogate the soul?
Dr. Strangelove's in control!
Woe to us, woe to you,
But think of all the oil revenue!
How did we end up here..."

-- Martyn Joseph: 'How Did We End Up Here'

Just thought you might want to know that.