作词 : DRI
Hungry vets carrying signs to our shame 
Starving homeless soldiers 
And who's to blame? 
Once protected our freedom and our lives 
Now society has cut all ties 
Once trained to defend our rights 
At the risk of his own ass 
Now sleeps in a cardboard box 
Under the overpass 
Under -- under the overpass 
Like discarded pawns in a sick game of chess 
Seems to be no place for them in this mess 
A dime or a penny, whatever you can spare 
They would work for food 
For those of you who care 
All used up and thrown out 
Just like a worn out part 
Keeps all that he owns 
In a shopping cart 
Under -- under the overpass