Raise the guns At every self made suspicion Build the bombs Corrupt policy's decision Our leaders preach if we disagree We're the traitors of society Burning is a fuse to destruction

Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin'

Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick So maybe we should love somebody We can build these walls between each other Instead of polishing the bombs of holy war We can break these walls between each other If war is holy and sex is obscene We've got it