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Down inside the packing houses
There is a Judas Ram
Leads the sheep into the slaughter
And goes free to lead again
We are only sheep who follow
We are nothing more than slaves
While the leaders make decisions
That will lead us to our graves
You can say I am mistaken
You can tell me I am blind
I don't want your war and killing
I will never change my mind
I can't let your television
Take away my sight
I can't let your yellow ribbon
Strangled what is right
Don't sell your labor to the death mills
That these warlords profit from
Don't bear arms against each other
Save us from the Judas Ram