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Pocket full of shells?

"Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war, cannibal animal, I Walk the corner to the rubble That used to be a library, line up to the mind cemetery now What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin' They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells"