Eighteen years old, screaming in a ditch Amputated legs in a war fought for the rich But the bosses shed no tears as you bled and cried `Cos your butchery battle-proved the weapons they had sold to the other side
TIME TO STOP THE WAR B.P. AIN`T WORTH DYING FOR
Orphaned children cry, screaming for their dad But when he comes home he`ll be in a body bag Another loved one is left legless, condemned to a wheelchair This is "precision bombing" with your great military hardware
You make a TV game of slaughter and terror air attacks A video distration from recession and poll tax Forget and fight for you? We`re the people that you`re screwing No, you`ll only see us fight to give your bailiffs a good doing
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