more guns, more bullets
we're disposable and out of use

in a world as sick as ours,
how can we live our lives
our eyes shut down?
and in this society of fools,
how can we swallow it all? we're like the living dead

it's up to us to make a change
it's up to us to choose for ourselves
we don't need no weapon trade
we don't want your nuclear games

more banks, more dollars
we're disposable and out of use

the dark clouds of recess 
gather above again to block the sun
still the fat cats they keep dancing
trying to figure what's wrong with their atom-tan

it's up to us to make a change
it's up to us to choose for ourselves
we don't need no interest-rates
we don't want [bad word] dreams
commercial world - [bad word] it.