Bullets and bombs are wrong

singing along to the same old war songs

suits and ties, they feed us lies

stand and wave in time so

what ya gonna do?

tell me what‚s going on

goodbye my brother (lover)

kneeling before the throne

in twenty four hours, fifteen seconds alone

walking in single file

standing in line to go under the knife

don‚t tell me this is good

don‚t tell me this is right

you‚ve given them all you could

so are you gonna fight

what ya gonna do?

tell me what‚s going on

save it for the masses

what ya gonna do?

goodbye my brother (lover)