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Morning News
Scooter Scudieri ©2004
I woke up this morning with the sun shine blue Got kicked in the face by the morning news Putting on my daughters Sunday shoes She says Daddy, whats wrong with the world? Sitting down to breakfast I catch my breath My daughter is watching a televised death I scoop her up and fix her dress She says Daddy, whats wrong with the world? Well, the weather outside is sunny and warm Lets mix it up with the blood and gore And dont forget that football score As we head into the third world war Whats wrong with the world I tell her Were all trying to be number one Instead of living, loving, and learning We glorify the gun Dont give in, talk is smooth The first casualty of war is always the truth Dont buy in, the words are cheap They strike fear in your heart as you sleep When they bomb the innocent bleed Standing cold and hungry in the rain Leaving men in charge is insane Save me daddy, Im much to young to die Save me daddy, shield me from the fight Save me daddy, Im every childs prayer Save me daddy, no one really cares I woke up this morning to the BBC Said the soldiers had blasted through the DMZ My daughter kicked the radio through the TV She says Daddy, whats wrong with the world? Save me daddy, Im much to young to die
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