War keeps on happening
Soldiers keep on firing
Profits keep on rocketing
Bad people keep on pocketing
Evil is as evil does
Innocent lives being lost
Too many people picking sides
When the only way to win is genocide
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Bullets don't have butterfly wings
Bombs are whistling requiems
Last rites are being written
By heavy metal on the firmament
Killers made out of children
Death and destruction for certain
The rivers are coagulating
With cannon fodder and damnation
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Too many politicians
Merchants of death in disguise
Gatekeepers of remembrance days
Supporters of humanitarian crimes
War never changes
The firing won't cease
When there's money in selling weapons
Not in selling peace
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Scott Colquhoun - Get It Up The War Pigs, Man Lyrics
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War keeps on happening
Soldiers keep on firing
Profits keep on rocketing
Bad people keep on pocketing
Evil is as evil does
Innocent lives being lost
Too many people picking sides
When the only way to win is genocide
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Bullets don't have butterfly wings
Bombs are whistling requiems
Last rites are being written
By heavy metal on the firmament
Killers made out of children
Death and destruction for certain
The rivers are coagulating
With cannon fodder and damnation
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Too many politicians
Merchants of death in disguise
Gatekeepers of remembrance days
Supporters of humanitarian crimes
War never changes
The firing won't cease
When there's money in selling weapons
Not in selling peace
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Soldiers keep on firing
Profits keep on rocketing
Bad people keep on pocketing
Evil is as evil does
Innocent lives being lost
Too many people picking sides
When the only way to win is genocide
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Bullets don't have butterfly wings
Bombs are whistling requiems
Last rites are being written
By heavy metal on the firmament
Killers made out of children
Death and destruction for certain
The rivers are coagulating
With cannon fodder and damnation
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Too many politicians
Merchants of death in disguise
Gatekeepers of remembrance days
Supporters of humanitarian crimes
War never changes
The firing won't cease
When there's money in selling weapons
Not in selling peace
What's so funny man
Bout peace on earth man
Imagine if you can
The times they are a changing man
And good vibrations man
Get it up the war pigs man
Twisting my melon man
The grim reaping profiteering man
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears
Faceless puppeteers
Turning the gears of war
Writer: Scott Colquhoun
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