This Year's War - Subhumans

There’s war in the headlines, war in the heads

Of the leaders who feed us til we’re overfed

We’re not hungry anymore for your diet of war

Malnutrition for the global poor

The people stood in breadlines

Are still paying for the landmines

Are being cursed for nothing worse

Than living on the pipeline

One war ends and the next one starts

The oil pipe dream leading straight to the heart

Of capitalism and market chains

That supply the demand to feel less pain

But the pacification is wearing thin

Global domination has its cost

When culture’s lost then no one wins

Its no surprise when the bombs go off

-This year’s war-

The war against terror like the war on crime

Is a war on anyone, anytime

The invisible enemy could be you

Now we live in a state of total strangers

Fear controls til' its who trusts who?

Everyone scared of their next door neighbors

-This year’s war-

The war against terror like the war on crime

Is a war on anyone, anytime

People turn to terror when all else fails

The prisons aren’t full of rich white males

We’re more than scared of the men at the top

We’re talking to each other and we’re pissed off!

Pissed off with the thought its out of our hands

That innocent people in far-off lands

Will die for the greed or revenge of the few

Who say 'we have no choice in what we must do'

The empty reasons about defending

Freedoms' are just never-ending

Strings of bluff to justify

Complete control over peoples lives

Or at least the global oil supply

And re-election as the polls roll by

And a place in history when you die

-This year’s war-