Pissing Contest (WAR!)

The board is set, the gold is weighed Another "noble" debt is paid Drawing lines with shaky hands Across the maps of stolen lands While you’re in the mud, breathing in the rot They’re counting profit from every shot A banquet of iron, a feast of lead Building empires on the backs of the dead! WAR! TELL ME, WHAT IS IT FOR?! War! Tell me, what is it for? Filling the vaults and locking the door! The rich get fat while the young get cold Trading a life for a bar of gold Safe in a bunker, deep in the ground They push the button without a sound! WAR! TELL ME, WHAT IS IT FOR?! Locker room game for the men at the top A pissing contest that’ll never stop "Mine is bigger! Mine travels far!" Stroking their egos from a bulletproof car Sending the children to hold the line While they’re sipping on that vintage wine Pathetic shadows, ghosts of greed Planting a harvest they’ll never need! WAR! TELL ME, WHAT IS IT FOR?! Thousands of years, a trail of bone Still we worship the throne of stone Learned nothing from the blood in the sand Still letting tyrants command our hand... WAR! TELL ME, WHAT IS IT FOR?! Break the cycle! Cut the wire! Refuse to feed the bankers' fire! If the kings want blood, let 'em fight alone Let 'em rot on their gilded throne! Education over ammunition! Solidarity is the only mission! WAR! TELL ME, WHAT IS IT FOR?! Whose war are you fighting? not mine, man.