Tear Down the War Machine
I feel like running through you
See you to your grave
I want to be there that day
Your viscous unchained slave
You better step aside
You can’t control my rage
You better run and hide
They’ve freed me from my cage
Bridge
I feel the coming of it
I feel the coming of the age
I caught a stink or notion
Something’s gone afoul
I want to know the truth
Before I’m in the ground
You call it anarchy
Don’t tell me what I need
You’ve got to give this man
His cosmic liberty
Chorus
Tear down the war machine
The time has come it’s obsolete
Unplug the death machine
Take it’s power to feed the hungry
