Some of Us Scream, Some of Us Shout

e're all conditioned to think ten tellies are better than one

and to blow this world up ten times is better than to blow it up once

billions spent on destroying the world while millions starve, where did we go wrong?

where did we go wrong? maybe you don't think that this is wrong?

we as one are saying

feed starving people

fuck your bombs

all through our lives we are shoved about

some of us scream, some of us shout

some of us complain, protest

while others smile in ecstasy

why is it accepted as the way to live

our bodies falling through one big sieve

we're sorted out, brushed and combed

some smile, some frown

some reject this way to live

and pay the price to how they exist

who are you?

what are you?

what do you do?

what are you doing?

what are you doing it for?

what are you doing it for?

we can't accept their disrespect

their eyes and bombs that watch over us

their systems creating war

while society breeds hate

and they make out that it's normal

for people to fight and hate

they shove toy guns on impressionable children

their future soldiers of war?

is it too late for us all to change?

have we gone too far?

we as one are saying

we don't want your life no more

fuck off