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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 Songtexteit'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 they'll never come back again and if you do well don't be surprised when you find out they've been telling you lies and the freedom that you fought for cost you your mind or more, they don't care the blood revelations turn the dying watch their cities burn the government can murder who they choose the democrats are acting sad republicans are truly glad to set their mercenaries on the loose this idea is nothing new it's really just been something to amuse there's really nothing you can do to keep them digging all their gold from 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 and if you do well don't be surprised when you find out they've been telling you lies and the freedom that you fought for cost you your mind you never get back the life that they robbed while you're out on the streets, they are high on the hog you're a psycho veteran you can't get a job no more now the paper sack that carried your wine is a makeshift homeless veteran sign you're a freakshow on display and you're out of your mind 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!" it was entirely too silly, and so I shall stop it I only hope that we can put this all behind us now, and just get on with the rest of the album . . . in fact, maybe it's just bestif you never play that song anyway . . Aus Songtexte Mania