Theres a on the waves A madness place by the blood Of weary wage
And they us how to hate In a hi kind of way us meat puppets For the wars wage
In a playground, round In a playground, being we once kids Just a ball? Laughing bout at all
In a playground, the sun In a playground, fun we once kids Thought war is a Fall dead And jump up
(Hey, hey, what do you want to
want to lose my legs In of larceny The banksters stealing From the national
Dont want to a bullet coughing up blood For right to a lap dance At some faraway
Dont to suck my meals Through a feeding tube On of profiteers addicts their crude
Dont want to wheeze Hooked to a In the service of And all obscene
want to suffer flashbacks Those screams While billionaires To private jet
tool, nobodys fool. NO!!!!
In a world so ago In a we used to know Werent we once Who sang songs No of torture bombs
In a so long ago In a world we to know Werent we once Who on our bikes Vampires us Not nuclear
(Hey, hey, what do you to say?)
Theres a fury on the A madness place Fueled by the Of wage slaves
Theres a of growing horror Where a playground stood And it s time to This war
a world of growing horror Where a playground stood And its to stop This war
Theres a of growing horror a playground stood before And Its to stop sickening war
Theres a world of growing Where a playground stood And its to stop bloody awful war
Lets back our playground this war Lets restore our Stop war
Yes, its (yes its time)
to STOP THIS WAR!