Songtext von Little Guns

Tiny people, with little guns Little armies march, to little drums What do they want? What do they want? Tiny soldiers, with little guns Little tanks, no bigger than your thumb They want you Little people, with tiny brains Little bullets flowing, in their veins What do they want? What do they want? Tiny people with little guns Little armies march, to little drums They want you, you You, you, you, you Little airplanes, with tiny bombs Little squadrons, dropping thimbles of Napalm They want you What do they want? What do they want? Tiny people, with little guns Little armies march, to little drums You, you You, you, you, you Tiny people, little guns Tiny people, little guns Tiny people, little guns