There's guns going off in the East Murder "for the sake of peace" So sign right here on the dotted line Get your legs blown off by a hidden mine All for the sake of money
SICK SICK SICK And fuckin' tired I'm fuckin' tired I said I'm sick Sick sick sick sick sick of political wars
Bombs falling down like acid rain And you can taste the smell from the sewer drain Torture - blood and death on your television screen It's enough to make you scream
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We march off to war but nobody knows What we're fighting and dying for We march off to war but nobody knows What the fuck we're fighting for
LEFT RIGHT - LEFT RIGHT We march off to war What are we fighting for We march off to war