The bullets keep on flying
Through the playgrounds of our mind
And the children's screams of agony
Will be heard throughout all time
So we are looking for some volunteers
To turn this thing around
As we are hopping over bodies
That are littering the ground
Come one come all and sing with me,
Do I have to fight for peace?
Although you've lied about your promises,
I pray your soul to keep
I have seen no streets that are paved with gold,
In our poverty stricken country
Stars and stripes and guns and bombs are our signs of liberty
So shout it out and release
The anger and the fears
Because the burden on your soul
Will be carried for many years
So although you did not fire the gun,
Or throw that one grenade
Your cruelness and your arrogance
Are leading 
the
crusade
