As I look back my anger turns to rage These eyes become the windows to a cage Peace? When has peace had its page? As I look back, it looks me in the face Nothing but the same old story Once small step means McDonald's in space To sleep soundly is to know your place Nothing but the same old story Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Crashed down on my head and crumbled Crashed down on my head and crumbled As I look back every killer has his day Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Little Boy, Fat Man and Enola GayNothing but the same old story In God we trust and bombs away The voice of reason is a limited trait As I look back my anger turns to hate Six million Jews just to test my faith Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Nothing but the same old story Crashed down on my head and crumbled Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Crashed down on my head and crumbled Our legacy is a lesson in waste As I look back it looks me in the face Of things to come maybe just a taste And all for the greater glory And all for the greater glory And all for the greater glory
As I look back my anger turns to rage These eyes become the windows to a cage Peace? When has peace had its page? As I look back, it looks me in the face Nothing but the same old story Once small step means McDonald's in space To sleep soundly is to know your place Nothing but the same old story Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Crashed down on my head and crumbled Crashed down on my head and crumbled As I look back every killer has his day Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Little Boy, Fat Man and Enola GayNothing but the same old story In God we trust and bombs away The voice of reason is a limited trait As I look back my anger turns to hate Six million Jews just to test my faith Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Nothing but the same old story Crashed down on my head and crumbled Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world Crashed down on my head and crumbled Our legacy is a lesson in waste As I look back it looks me in the face Of things to come maybe just a taste And all for the greater glory And all for the greater glory And all for the greater glory
