Bullets and bombs are wrong
singing along to the same old war songs
suits and ties, they feed us lies

stand and wave in time so

what ya gonna do?

tell me what‚s going on
goodbye my brother (lover)


kneeling before the throne
in twenty four hours, fifteen seconds alone
walking in single file

standing in line to go under the knife
don‚t tell me this is good
don‚t tell me this is right

you‚ve given them all you could
so are you gonna fight


what ya gonna do?
tell me what‚s going on
save it for the masses

what ya gonna do?
goodbye my brother (lover)