Boom!

I've been walking through your streets
Where all your money's earning
Where all your building's crying
And clueless neckties working

Revolving fake lawn houses
Housing all your fears
Desensitized by TV

Overbearing advertising
God of consumerism
And all your crooked pictures
Looking good, mirrorism

Filtering information
For the public eye
Designed for profiteering
Your neighbor, what a guy

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Every time you drop the bomb
You kill the God, your child has born
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Modern globalization
Coupled with condemnations
Unnecessary death
Matador corporations

Puppeting your frustrations
With the blinded flag
Manufacturing consent
Is the name of the game

The bottom line is money
Nobody gives a fuck
4000 hungry children leave us per hour, from starvation
While billions are spent on bombs, creating death showers

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Every time you drop the bomb
You kill the God your child has born
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Why must we kill kind

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Every time you drop the bomb
You kill the God, your child has born
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Every time you drop the bomb