With a long range weapon or suicide bomber

Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether you're stowaway's son or BBC 1

Dis-information is a weapon of mass destruction



You could a caucasian or a poor asian

Racism is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether inflation or globalisation

Fear is a weapon of mass destruction



My dad came into my room, holdin his hat

I knew he was leavin', he sat

on my bed, told me some facts,

son



I have a duty, callin on me

You and your sister be

brave my little soldier,

and don't forget all i told ya

Your the mister of the house now remember this

And when you wake up in the morning give ya momma a kiss,

then I had to say goodbye



In the morning i woke momma with a kiss on each eyelid,

Even though im only a kid,

certain things can't be hid

Momma grabbed me, held me like i was made of gold,

but left her in the story untold

I said, momma it will be allright,

when daddy comes home, tonight



With a long range weapon or suicide bomber

Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether you're stowaway's son or BBC 1

Dis-information is a weapon of mass destruction



You could a caucasian or a poor asian

Racism is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether inflation or globalisation

Fear is a weapon of mass destruction



Whether Haliburton, Enron or anyone

Greed is a weapon of mass destruction



We need to find courage, overcome

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction



My story stops here, lets be clear

this scenario is happenin everywhere

and you ain't go