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)
