Boom!

I've been walking through your streets

Where all your money's earning

Where all your buildings crying

And clueless neckties working

Revolving fake lawn houses

Housing all your fears

Desensitized by TV

Overbearing advertising

God of consumers

And all your crooked pictures looking good

Mirrors filtering information through 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 a blinded flag

Manufacturing consent is the name of the game

The bottom line is money nobody gives a fuck

Four thousand 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 our own 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 Boom

Every time you drop the bomb