No time to run, permission to go, times running in,
With troops, and bombs, and guns.
From the left and right, people are fighting,
Screaming, shooting, fighting, hanging from the ground.

One, two, call the death squad.
War is business, war is business.

Arrogate, fall out, stand in line.

Why do our lives have to go with indecisions,
We have permission to take, to decide, to fight!
More and more fighting its making me sick.
We fought with them, the rich don't have to fight.

One two call the death squad,
War is business, war is business.

Death squad, collision, finish this.

As long as we are here you wont need to worry,
Just close your eyes, decide, think on your own.
Can you hear bodies their fucking dead in the streets,
Just close your eyes, and you will think and see.

One two call the death squad,
War is business, war is business.

Arrogate, fall out, stand in line.

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