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  1. Your War, Not Ours

From the recording Turbulent Skies

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Your War, Not Ours
by Marty Hallo

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Creation Date
01 Mar 2026, 2:38 PM
Characters
1641
Genres
rock, smooth, orchestral, acoustic
Languages
English
Vocalist gender
Male

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sirens over morning math
Backpacks
Broken glass
Names on a scrolling screen
Like they never came to class
Folding flags on hometown lawns
Three chairs are left in the mess
Tired eyes on talking heads
Calling murder “just a test.”

[Chorus]
Hey
Taco Trump
We’re calling you out
You don’t get to play with lives for clout
You signed the order
We count the dead
Every single name stuck in our heads
We won’t sit down
We won’t play dumb
Turn this nightmare into a drum
Marching in the streets till the war drums stop
Taco Trump
You’re fired from the top (hey!)

[Verse 2]
Read the words you swore to keep
You treat them like a dare
Send our people into the heat
Safe behind your leather chair
If the law doesn’t cage your rage
Then the voices will instead
We’ll be thunder at your gates
For the living and the dead

[Chorus]
Hey
Taco Trump
We’re calling you out
You don’t get to play with lives for clout
You signed the order
We count the dead
Every single name stuck in our heads
We won’t sit down
We won’t play dumb
Turn this nightmare into a drum
Marching in the streets till the war drums stop
Taco Trump
You’re fired from the top (oh yeah)

[Bridge]
Hands up
Hearts up
We are not your guns
Stand up
Speak up
We’re all everyone
From the classroom to the base
Every town
Every place
We’re a wave you can’t outrun

[Chorus]
Hey
Taco Trump
We’re calling you out
You don’t get to play with lives for clout
You signed the order
We count the dead
Every single name stuck in our heads
We won’t sit down
We won’t play dumb
Turn this nightmare into a drum
Marching in the streets till the war drums stop
Taco Trump
You’re fired from the top

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