more guns, more bullets we're disposable and out of use
in a world as sick as ours, how can we live our lives our eyes shut down? and in this society of fools, how can we swallow it all? we're like the living dead
it's up to us to make a change it's up to us to choose for ourselves we don't need no weapon trade we don't want your nuclear games
more banks, more dollars we're disposable and out of use
the dark clouds of recess gather above again to block the sun still the fat cats they keep dancing trying to figure what's wrong with their atom-tan
it's up to us to make a change it's up to us to choose for ourselves we don't need no interest-rates we don't want your commercial dreams commercial world - fuck it.