Lyrics by Sam Lott
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You're mere puppets in a political puppet show, Guided by the strings which tell you where to go.
These strings are held by the government and you must do what they say, Exterminating all the things that get in their way.
With every country's bitter loss comes another country's gain, continuing the cycle of war spreading misery and pain (misery and pain)
So soldiers cut your puppet strings and throw your weapons to the ground. This world would be a better place if war wasn't around.
You're just pawns on a black and white battlefield, Get lined up ready to die for your king and queen.
Whatever battle one side wins always lose men have, A desire for revenge for revenge so the war will never end.
With every country's bitter loss comes another country's gain, continuing the cycle of war spreading misery and pain (misery and pain)
So soldiers cut your puppet strings and throw your weapons to the ground. This world would be a better place if war wasn't around.
So presidents, prime ministers and those under your command, stop killing fathers mothers, children for tiny bits of land
And maybe reach a compromise and have no need for war, So do the world a favour now and make war no more.
With every country's bitter loss comes another country's gain, continuing the cycle of war spreading misery and pain
So soldiers cut your puppet strings and throw your weapons to the ground. This world would be a better place if war wasn't around.
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