Battle flag in the bassinet,
Oil and blood on the bayonet,
Crowded downtown hit the floor.
What are we fighting for?

What are we fighting for?
What are we fighting for?

The world got smaller, but the bombs got bigger.
Holocaust on a hairpin trigger.
Aint no game so forget the score.
What are we fighting for?

What are we fighting for?
What are we fighting for?
What are we fighting for?

What will I tell my daughter?
What will you tell your son?
Where were all the doves?
That we were nothing but a shadow,
faceless generation devoid of love?

The [bad word] ain't no baseball bat.
Tell me what kind of God is that?
Ain't nothing more godless than a war,
So what are we fighting for?

What are we fighting for?
What are we fighting for?
What are we fighting for?

What will I tell my daughter?
What will you tell your son?
Where were all the doves?
That we were nothing but a shadow,
faceless generation…

What are we fighting for?
(To fade)