Too many puppies
Are being shot in the dark
Too many puppies
Are trained not to bark

At the sight of blood that must be spilled
So that we may maintain our oil fields

Too many puppies
Too many puppies

Too many puppies
Are taught to heal
Too many puppies
Are trained to kill

On the command of men wearing money belts
That buy mistresses sleek animal pelts

Too many puppies
Too many puppies
Too many pupupupupupupupies
Too many puppies

Too many puppies
With guns in their hands
Too many puppies
In foreign lands

Are dressed up sharp in suits of green
And placed upon the war machine

Too many puppies
Are just like me
Too many puppies
Are afraid to see

The visions of the past brought to life again
Too many puppies, too many dead men