| After bombs are dropped to kill |
| After all the buildings fall |
| At the time we’ll have the will |
| To climb up from beneath it all |
| We’ll find the strength to live |
| To rebuild something new |
| If there’s anything forgive |
| What else can we do |
| I don’t wanna fight your war |
| I don’t wanna play your games |
| Better pray for world war four |
| Better hope for something more |
| So we’re forming to our cliques |
| we will destroy all the clocks |
| and our weapons will be sticks |
| and the other side has rocks |
| and we’ll clash over petty shit |
| but remember all the lies |
| That all led up to it |
| and bombed the world to die |
| I don’t wanna fight your war |
| I don’t wanna play your games |
| Better pray for world war four |
| Better hope for something more |
| Nothing to lose, |
| After all the pain |
| A little nuclear winter |
| With a little acid rain |
| But after this, |
| they’ll be no more |
| Fucking politics |
| No more world war four |
| Better pray for world war four |
| Better hope for something more |