(Look alive Pick a side Draw a line In the sand You're just the band) They treat us like we're extras in an epic They treat us like we're mud on their boots They leave us on the stretchers when the credits roll Retreating safely to institutes Where dinner party military forces Toast themselves with the blood of us all Smashing regimes between curses Chanting education, education and war We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there They're making all the difficult decisions Politicians and children first Followed by their personal physicians who say: "You will be happy if you expect the worst" Armed with paper straws and a bible Lamps are going out across department stores You will be issued with a rifle on arrival chaps For education, education and war We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there Oh oh oh oh oh oh Show us the way to go Hell or heaven help us Show us the way to go Save our souls, show us the way back home Save our souls, show us the way to go (Quick time Get in Line Get Behind The man in front You're the grunts) (Look alive Pick a side Draw a line In the sand You're just the band) We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there Hell or heaven help us
(Look alive Pick a side Draw a line In the sand You're just the band) They treat us like we're extras in an epic They treat us like we're mud on their boots They leave us on the stretchers when the credits roll Retreating safely to institutes Where dinner party military forces Toast themselves with the blood of us all Smashing regimes between curses Chanting education, education and war We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there They're making all the difficult decisions Politicians and children first Followed by their personal physicians who say: "You will be happy if you expect the worst" Armed with paper straws and a bible Lamps are going out across department stores You will be issued with a rifle on arrival chaps For education, education and war We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there Oh oh oh oh oh oh Show us the way to go Hell or heaven help us Show us the way to go Save our souls, show us the way back home Save our souls, show us the way to go (Quick time Get in Line Get Behind The man in front You're the grunts) (Look alive Pick a side Draw a line In the sand You're just the band) We're gonna need a lot more cannons We're gonna need a lot more cannons If you wanna be home by Christmas If we gotta be home by Christmas I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there I know there is another way If you want to see their face again I know they feel the same way over there Hell or heaven help us
