stimulation slowing down

the corporations underground

own the bloody world but they want more

the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on everyone

let's start a war!"



this idea is nothing new

it really just is something to amuse

I hope that you don't mind to die

simply just to passify my views



imagine all the people dead

all the missiles streaming overhead

people running screaming through the fire

all the soldiers lying down

muddy faces to the ground

bleeding from the twisted razor wire

school boys fighting through the trees

while the women run the factories

a machine gun is a fair trade for a dream

they taught us well to stand in line

they don't let no one fall behind

to fall into the turning war machine



this idea is nothing new

it really just is something to amuse

it's always been a rich man's game

it's no suprise, they'll ask the same of you

well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again



well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well they'll never come back again

mountains made of human skulls

the bodies buried in their holes

the product of a genocidal mind

blackened sky with burning red

all the kids have guns held to their heads

the prisoners of war are left behind



this idea is nothing new

it's really just been something to amuse

I hope that you don't mind to die

or simply just to lose an eye or two

well the rich exchange a pat on the back

while the high school kids are sent to attack

and they know damn well