Weapon of War

I’m a weapon of war

and these songs that I sing

are the bullets 

that will bring you down

I’ve never known you 

to get so nervous 

as when you know 

that I’m around

Because the power that

you threaten us with

your jets and ships 

and your tanks

Are worth nothing to you

and you know it

without the complete

control of the ranks

Of universal soldiers 

standing ready

and willing 

at your command

Without them your threats 

are naught

but a sharpened sword

without a hand

I’m a weapon of war

and this war that I fight

is the battle for

our very souls

That you’re always trying

to rip from us

demanding we must

meet your goals

You lead with the carrot

and follow with the stick

to ensure you’ve got

both sides imprisoned

Keep us entertained so

we don’t take the time

to question our

living conditions

I’m a weapon of war

because I recognize

the war that you’ve

waged upon us

But your conquest depends

on us not realizing

your attacks are

directed against us

So these songs that I sing

are the proverbs that 

will prove your

power structure is wrong

While you stand up there

and shout at us

you’ve been propped upon 
our shoulders all along