We sing of our world being damaged by war
The smart bombs that ain’t just so smart anymore
Collateral damage is one great big hoax
When the people who die are just simply plain folks
V2) We know selling arms makes a pretty good buck
You can smuggle them out in the back of a truck
Or a plane, or by train, they criss-cross the earth
Of machine guns and landmines, there’s simply no dearth
V3) The leaders are busy all taking their stands
The people are saying, ‘no blood in our lands.
We want to build houses, plant fields and trees.’
And grannies are saying, ‘Love justice and peace.’