When you're ten years old and you had to mourn
About as many people as you know have been born
Cos they were shot down
And when your people were chopped down
And dust in the space where your houses were knocked down
And you're locked down, still curfew days
The rain's made of metal when Apaches blaze
Light up the sky, turn the warm nights cold
You know ten people murdered and you're ten years old.
And it's so real. You come face to face
With the smell of death and the missiles trace
And there's one less stone in one less hand
And one less boy to become a man
And it's no joke, we watched the world bleed
You thinking you're rebelling ‘cos you're smoking weed
There are kids in the world who are ten years old
And all they want to do when they grow up is explode.
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down
Education, the world around
We're getting paid for getting down
This and that
But now, kids pulling out splat
What's that?
Attack!
Be the thought in mind
How we march into war completely blind
All packed up and sealed, guns strapped round the waist
And went to kill
Little bad boy in search of thrills
Be it politics
Or piling chips
Business makes enough kids sick
Take their land and give them zip
No love, yo! No friendship
No life, just lots of pain
Then death and another mans gain
Then sent out on the factory train.
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down
Who's war is this – who's the terrorist?
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down
Missiles for cash plus a testing ground
See what happens when the bombs come down