Hate and war The only things we got today An' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate, hate, hate, the hate of a nation A million miles from home And get war from the junkies

Don't need nobody to take you home Two empty souls won't fill the vacancy Oh, you should dance some more Grab a drink or four You should dance some, more Time's never late, it is your currency Oh, you can spend it all you like I know it's heavy on your