pomes of buddy don: It Can't Be Our Fault

It Can’t Be Our FaultYou fought through the war, you’re home and upset,But we don’t want to hear nothing no how,We don’t want to see you on our Tee Vee setFighting the wars we don’t care about now.The bombs, the destruction, it all brings us down —We don’t want to seem the least bit unkind —But we have a game, our team is in town,So why should we sully our beautiful mind?Why should we care about