Words and Music by Biafra



Are you believing the morning papers?

War is coming back in style

There's generals here, advisors there,

And Russians nibbling everywhere

The chessboard's filling up with red

We make more profits when we blow off their heads

Economy is looking bad

Let's start another war when ya get drafted

Fan the fires of racist hatred

We want total war when ya get drafted

Drooling fingers

Panic buttons

Playing with missiles like they're toys

There's easy money, easy jobs

Especially when you build the bombs

That blow big cities off the map

Just guess who profits when we build 'em back up

Yeah, what Big Business wants Big Business gets

It wants a War when ya get drafted

Call the Army!

Call the Navy! when ya get drafted

Stocked with kids from slums

If you can't afford a slick attorney

We might make you a spy

Forget your demonstrations

Kids today sit on their ass when ya get drafted

Just a six-pack

And you're happy

We're prepared

For when ya get drafted