Here come the soldiers with weapons of war
Dragging their flags just to even the score
across the planet these little men kill
It must be a sickness or a retarded thrill
They go bang bang you're dead
now we have war
God piss on these fools
and rust all their guns
Bring down the rains put these creeps in a flood
Those little toy tanks cannot move in the mud
Give them all cancer repeat your first rule
This is no time God for you to act cool
They go bang bang someone
Someone I love is dead
God kick their ass good
and send them to bed
All Gods' children need money
Wars are never fought for need
All Gods' children need some help
Wars are always fought for greed
Here comes the soldier who's into the lead
Cut him down first and the others will leave
Hang me for treason my reason is right
I don't want to die I've got plans for tonight
They go bang bang you're dead
now we have war
God piss on these fools
and rust all their guns.
Dragging their flags just to even the score
across the planet these little men kill
It must be a sickness or a retarded thrill
They go bang bang you're dead
now we have war
God piss on these fools
and rust all their guns
Bring down the rains put these creeps in a flood
Those little toy tanks cannot move in the mud
Give them all cancer repeat your first rule
This is no time God for you to act cool
They go bang bang someone
Someone I love is dead
God kick their ass good
and send them to bed
All Gods' children need money
Wars are never fought for need
All Gods' children need some help
Wars are always fought for greed
Here comes the soldier who's into the lead
Cut him down first and the others will leave
Hang me for treason my reason is right
I don't want to die I've got plans for tonight
They go bang bang you're dead
now we have war
God piss on these fools
and rust all their guns.
Contributed by giorgio - 2020/5/8 - 15:37
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Lyrics & music by Mitch Ryder
Album: Got Change for a Million ?
All Gods' children need money
Wars are always fought for greed