Bang Bang - Mitch Ryder

Here come the soldiers with weapons of war

Dragging their flags just to even the score

across the planet these little man kill

It must be a sickness or a retarded thrill

They go bang bang you’re dead

now we have war

God piss on these fools

and rust all their guns

Bring down the rains put these creeps in a flood

Those little toy tanks cannot move in the mud

Give them all cancer repeat your first rule

This is no time God for you to act cool

They go bang bang Someone I love is dead

God kick their ass good and send them to bed

All Gods children need money

wars are fought for need

all Gods children need some help

wars are fought for greed

Here comes the soldier whose into the lead

Cut him down first and the others will leave

Hang me for treason my reason

is right

I don’t want to die I’ve got plans for tonight