one, two, three, four
marching forward
one, two, three, four
fire at will!

[k]
lay your weapons next to mine
'cause we're the soldiers of tomorrow
authorities cannot stop us now
'cause we're the killers of the sorrow

[1]
(we)
are the biggest threat
amongst them all
everywhere that we go
we make the birds even fall

no matter what is right
and what seems to be wrong
we do it as we fight
and only lies will be told

hard it is stop us
and harder it gets
we're rushing through the jungle
and wipe all of your beds

everybody thinks
that it's all in their heads
but if we come to your place
we only bring you the death

[2]
doing it for money?
no, that would be bad
our mission is to cover
and make US go mad

taking over cities
and Bush says he's there
feeling any pities
we've gotta ask him where

hiding in a bunker?
or eating all his soup?
we agree he is a wanker
when he has a bad mood

let's all join together
to stop the mess
we will never forget
what he did to the rest