Let me see the bodies praying over the pyre
A two shot of the mourners dodging incoming fire
Let me hear the objections washed away in the flood
If we want to do the numbers then we have to see some blood
Just keep beating the drum
They won't know they're marching
Til the damage is done
Can't you hear the screams?
See the fire dancing on the screen?
If they weren't watching before
Wait until we give them a war
Through their tired lives it's not a friend they need
With all the hurt and pain they're gonna want an enemy
Sometimes our interests align
We want the money
And they want to fall in line
Can't you hear the screams?
See the fire dancing on the screen?
If they weren't watching before
Wait until we give them a war
We just tell them they're right
That sense of panic is only a trick of the light
I think the time has arrived
I think it's time to provide
If they weren't watching before
Wait until we give a war
Feel it in the air
It pays to keep them scared
It doesn't have to be right
It's just a trick of the light