War a Go-Go

Their world is crumbling

Their world is falling down

They've got their backs against the wall

And all the promises they made they'll take them to a lonely grave

Nothing here can save their souls

Across the nations their reputations are lying tattered and torn

And they may steal our lands while they shake our hands

And smile while we finance their wars

But with their pots of gold and the lives they've stole

Their hearts are empty and old