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Drop another bomb
for something’s wrong down there
in the fog of war going on
drop another bomb
a child’s running scared
but children are no children in this part of town
they cut their cords and walk from day one
young lads at two
decoys at four
armed and ready at ten drop the bomb show no quarter we left them nothing at all let us take their lives.

Drop another bomb
an old man passing
acts like to a prayer going
arrange the meeting yourself
he’s longed for long to meet his maker
send him there if there is one
the new world is for the young
a revolution must bathe in blood
no place for an old bough
supported by young sprouts
taking all their fruits
let it fall and feed the ones below
soaked in a pool of their own
drop the bomb and move away
a clear conscience in there you may
find if I only knew what conscience was
drop the bomb
end his suffering
he has lived for too long.
Drop another bomb
too slow she’s moving
carrying a heavy load
in a time of war
who needs another mouth
to feed, who needs another species
to bre…