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I've been walking through your streets Where all your money's earning Where all your building's crying And clueless neckties working Revolving fake lawn houses Housing all your fears Desensitized by TV Overbearing advertising God of consumerism And all your crooked pictures Looking good, mirrorism Filtering information For the public eye Designed for profiteering Your neighbor, what a guy Boom, boom, boom, boom Every time you drop the bomb You kill the God your child has born Boom, boom, boom, boom Modern globalization Coupled with condemnations Unnecessary death Killer corporations Puppeting your frustrations With the blinded flag Manufacturing consent Is the name of the game The bottom line is money Nobody gives a fuck Forty thousand hungry children leave us per hour From starvation While billions are spent on bombs Creating death showers Boom, boom, boom, boom Every time you drop the bomb You kill the God your child has born Boom, boom, boom, boom Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom Why must we kill our own kind? Boom, boom, boom, boom Every time you drop the bomb You kill the God your child has born Boom, boom, boom, boom Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom Every time you drop the bomb