All Men are Cremated Equal
Dev Young
1967

Greasy bullets, greasy palms
Shiny badges, shiny bombs
Fight for peace or fight for war
It makes no difference anymore -
...The dead look just the same;

Protested war, protested peace
The game we play, we play for keeps
...My friend...

In the darkness, in the morn
City, jungle, terror-torn
Sit for peace or sit for war
It makes no difference anymore -
...The dead look just the same;

Protested war, protested peace
The game we play, we play for keeps
...My friend...

Parents, children, white, and black
Fight the same when back to back
Fight for kicks or fight for rights
Why can’t they see that day or night -
...The dead look just the same.

Protested war, protested peace
The game we play, we play for keeps
...My friend...

Defining war in terms of peace
Killing til the killers cease
Dead in body, dead in soul
No matter what the martyr’s goal -
...The dead look just the same.

Protested war, protested peace
The game we play, we play for keeps
...My friend...