Sweet Bird Of Truth

6 o'clock in the morning

And I'm the last person in this plane still awake

Y'know I can almost smell the blood

Washing against the shores

Of this land that can't forget its past

Oh, the wind that carries this plane

Is the wind of change

Heaven sent and hell bent

Over the mountain tops we go

Just like all the other G.I. Joe's

Ee aye ee aye adios!

This is your captain calling

With an urgent warning

We're above the Gulf of Arabia

Our altitude is falling

And I can't hold her up

There's no time for thinking

All hands on deck

This bird is sinking

Across the beaches and cranes

Rivers and trains

All the money I've made

Bodies I've maimed

Time was when I seemed to know

Just like any other G.I. Joe

Should I cry like a baby

Or die like a man?

While all the planets little wars

Start joining hands

Oh, what a heaven what a hell

Y'know there's nothing can be done

In this whole wide world

I don't know what's wrong or right

I'm just a regular guy

With bottled up insides

I ain't ever been to church

Or believed in Jesus Christ

But I'm praying

That God's with you when you die

This is your captain calling

With an urgent warning

We're above the Gulf of Arabia

Our altitude is falling

And I can't hold her up

There's no time for thinking

All hands on deck

This bird is sinking