Jesse Welles – The Department Of War (Guitar)

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As recorded by Jesse Welles (2025 release) This song has a non-standard frequency tuning of 448Hz. Jesse alternates the C-shaped D chord with a Dadd4/A chord all the time: D x5403x Dadd4/A 50403x [Verse 1]
                D
Well, there's a bloated inefficient bureaucratic mass

D
Run by a mediocre soldier quasi-general ass

  G
A diabolical office of death and waste

         D
Run by a weekend anchor with a desperate rage

       A
It's a big black hole, a trillion dollars deep

          G
Funneling money to the Pentagon welfare queens

             D
You got your Lockheed Martin, Raytheon (RTX), Boeing

A
Northrop Grumman and the list keeps going
[Verse 2]
       D
Now, a government contract keeps the salary high

D
The quality low, the competition light

   G                           G7
If DOGE looked funny, what did you expect?

         D
Elon was getting a check for the old SpaceX

               A
They're making tanks and guns, software to spy

            G        N.C.
You know, a Tomahawk missile's just a Werther's Original
N.C. For an empire in decline
                        D
Murdering people from a distance with a Hellfire rocket

D
Quarter million bucks a pop out of the people's pocket

           G
Folks back home are sick, getting sicker

                   D
Hey Pete, bomb the poor in the south, it'd be a whole lot quicker

          A
If you're feeling inadequate, a little bit small

          G
Give your big boy order, kill them all kill them all
[Chorus]
    D
The DOD, the DOW, you can call it whatever you want

D
War is a racket, no matter how you stack it

                                A
Making treasure and gold out of poor man's blood
[Verse 3]
D
Revolving doors, campaign contributions

D
Writing congressmen checks for policy influence

           G                     G
And if you lose your seat, buddy don't get blue

G
The lobby that bought you's got an office for you

     A
They appeal to your morals, appeal to your fears

    G
Say folks far away are a threat to you here

          D
There's a malignant tumor in our nation's guts

        A
Our own department of defense is a threat to us
[Chorus]
             D
The DOD, the DOW, you can call it whatever you want

D
War is a racket, no matter how you stack it

                                A
Making treasure and gold out of poor man's blood
[Outro] D