The world wakes up this morning
I'm sorry for the news
Wrapped up in a tinfoil blanket
Without any shoes
Babies in cages

I'm sorry to my children
I'm sorry what they see
I'm sorry for the world
That they'll inherit from me
Babies in cages

And are we so divided
That we can't at least agree
This ain't the country that
Our granddads fought for us to be?
Babies in cages

Surf's up in the cities
Where the next wars will be fought
I'm sorry we've forgotten
Every word that we've been taught
Babies in cages

I bang my head against it
Smash guitars, and scream and shout
Standing on the beach
Watching the tide go out
Babies in cages

And Standing in the darkness
To answer for our sins
Children changing each others diapers in a pen
Babies in cages

They'll look out from the heavens
As we calculate the cost
Our souls cry out
For the better angels we have lost

Look out from the heavens
As we calculate the cost
Our souls cry out
For the better angels we have lost

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Writer(s): Patterson Hood