I've been walking through your streets

Where all your money's earning

Where all your building's crying

And clueless neckties working Revolving fake lawn houses

Housing all your fears

Desensitized by TV Overbearing advertising

God of consumerism

And all your crooked pictures

Looking good, mirrorism Filtering information

For the public eye

Designed for profiteering

Your neighbor, what a guy Boom, boom, boom, boom

Every time you drop the bomb

You kill the God, your child has born

Boom, boom, boom, boom Modern globalization

Coupled with condemnations

Unnecessary death

Matador corporations Puppeting your frustrations

With the blinded flag

Manufacturing consent

Is the name of the game The bottom line is money

Nobody gives a ***

4000 hungry children leave us per hour, from starvation

While billions are spent on bombs, creating death showers Boom, boom, boom, boom

Every time you drop the bomb

You kill the God your child has born

Boom, boom, boom, boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Why must we kill kind Boom, boom, boom, boom

Every time you drop the bomb

You kill the God, your child has born

Boom, boom, boom, boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Every time you drop the bomb