War Party - Dog Fashion Disco

Before they set the world on fire

by decree of the almighty profit

Before the strike the match stick

they passed out big cigars

They’ll sell you a dream

but it’s all a lie

They’ll spend all your money

on party supplies

They’ll act so sincere

pretending to care

They’ll pump you with fear

broadcast through the air

I don’t want to come to your war party

A VIP ticket to a blood orgy

Poisoned food

no water to drink

with the terror threat high

Does it help to think

that your government’s in control?

As the pawns all play their role

And the dead begin coming home

And the pawns have played their role

Before they pull the death card

it’s champagne all around

As smiling glad hands

wave false flags

Napalm

Cyanide

Burning bodies

piled high

Hiroshima

Vietnam

Jesus Christ

Islam

Cold War

Communism

Palestine

Zionism

Holocaust

genocide

mass decay

suicide

Endless wars

feed the machine

Industrial complex

an empire of greed

If we can’t find a profit in peace

they’ll continue to feed the beast

It’s 1, 2, 3

what’re we fighting for?

Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn

Next stop might be Iran

Ain’t no time to wonder why

Whoopee, we’re all going to die

As the pawns all play their role

and the dead are coming home

And the pawns have played their role

and the dead are flying home

Embrace no evil

fear no enemy

Send in the bulls

to a blood orgy

They’ll sell you a dream

but it’s all a lie

They’ll spend all your money

on party supplies

They’ll act so sincere

pretending to care

They’ll pump you with fear

broadcast through the air

No one wants to come to your war party

A VIP ticket to a blood orgy

Poisoned food

no water to drink

with the terror threat high

Does it help to think

that your government’s in control?

As the pawns all play their role

Now the dead begin coming home

And the pawns have played their role

I don’t want to come to your war party