Silhouettes and shadows watch the revolution No more free steps to heaven Just walkie-talkie - heaven or hearth Just big heads and drums - full speed and pagan And it's no game
I am barred from the event I really don't understand the situation So where's the moral People have their fingers broken To be insulted by these fascists it's so degrading And it's no game
Documentaries on refugees, couples 'gainst the target Throw a rock against the road, and it breaks into pieces Draw the blinds on yesterday, and it's all so much scarier Put a bullet in my brain, and it makes all the papers
And it's no game
Children round the world, put camel shit on the walls
They're making carpets on treadmills, or garbage sorting
