Demands

Got the whole world at your every demand 

  Got to get the gun extending your hand 

  Got to show the world who's master and slave 

  Got to prove your rights and someone's to pay 

  Got to finish the work that your father gave you 

  Got to spread the word, whatever you do 

  Got to hold that flag because pride is your game 

  Got to take the fools down into your shame 



  In fury I burn 

  And helplessly I stand 

  In this blinded world 

  Now tell me, will we ever learn? 



  Clandestine democracy 

  Global grip of tyranny 



  the Death Machine 



  Tomahawk diplomacy 

  Middle East depravity 



  the Death Machine 



  Got to get that land filled with that black gold 

  Got to get your way, even if it's your fault 

  Got to show the world who's got the last say 

  Got to prove your rights and someone's to pay 

  Got to finish the work that your father gave you 

  Got to spread the word, whatever you do 

  Got to hold that flag cause pride is your game 

  Got to take the fools down into your grave 



  In fury I burn 

  And helplessly I stand 

  In this blinded world 

  Now tell me, will we ever learn?