Freight planes, freight planes, bodies come back.
Freight planes, freight planes, shipped from Iraq.
Sent as freight, coffins coming home;
Our fallen heroes, Bush's pawns.
Our war dead have hidden graves.
Bush's war crimes, right wing raves.
Bush won't own up to war defeat.
He'll tell us all he's still in deep.
Our troops die; there's nary a peep.
Bush won't attend funerals; he's a creep.
Crowds would jeer at him all the time;
Because he keeps telling lies.
Freight planes, freight planes, bodies come back.
Freight planes, freight planes, shipped from Iraq.
Sent as freight, coffins coming home;
Our fallen heroes, Bush's pawns.