[verse]
The politicians want to take our Sons,
And send them off to WAR.
Then they’ll watch their own sons sit around,
On the Corpses of the POOR.
No politician will volunteer,
To walk the Soldier’s Path.
They’ll just sit back and enjoy the spoils,
They need to feel our WRATH.
[chorus]
Send the politicians off to war,
They dug this BLOODY HOLE.
Send them all into a STINKING TRENCH,
Not one of them has a SOUL.
Send the politicians off to war,
They dug this BLOODY HOLE.
Send them all into a STINKING TRENCH,
Not one of them has a SOUL.
[verse]
They see us as the enemy,
They don’t like us at all.
They have bad intentions in their eyes,
Get them UP AGAINST the WALL.
[chorus]
Send the politicians off to war,
They dug this BLOODY HOLE.
Send them all into a STINKING TRENCH,
Not one of them has a SOUL.
Send the politicians off to war,
They dug this BLOODY HOLE.
Send them all into a STINKING TRENCH,
Not one of them has a SOUL.
[guitar solo]
[verse]
Fuck the WARMONGERS.
Fuck the WARMONGERS.
Fuck the WarMONGERS.
Fuck them ALL.
[verse]
They see us as the enemy,
They don’t like us at all.
They have bad intentions in their eyes,
Get them UP AGAINST the WALL.
Fuck the WARMONGERS.
Fuck the WARMONGERS.
Fuck the WarMONGERS.
Fuck them ALL.
[finale]
