Death and dismemberment
that's what they bring
while songs sung of heroes
are the tunes that we sing
Soldier on soldier
a body count is the score
but it's the folks who build weapons
who are winning the wars
It's all about money
satisfying their greed
the rich filling their storehouse
while they haven't the need
Today's wars they're for profit
of money, of land
and the worlds children keep dying
as we strike up the band
When will we stop
will it ever end
war, ****** for hire
was not meant as a friend