I'm walking through your streets Where all your money's earning Where all your buildings crying And clueless neckties working Revolving fake lawn houses Housing all your fears Desensitized by T.V. Overbearing advertising God of consumers And all your crooked pictures looking good Mirrors filtering information through the public eye Designed for profit sharing Your neighbor, what a guy Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Modern globalization Coupled with condemnations Unnecessary death Matador corporations Puppeting your frustrations with a blinded flag Manufacturing consent is the name of the game The bottom line is money nobody gives a fuck 4000 hungry children Leave us per hour from starvation While billions are spent on bombs Creating death showers Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Why must we kill our own kind? Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Every time you drop the bomb