Something must be done nA western face cries from the pages nSee a child with a gun nThe same mistakes run through the ages nnSee a bullet burn nBought from a country we charge with beans nWatch the tables turn nThey say they're in the wrong hands but who are we nnRip it up nMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are headlines and they won't blow away nnMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are our headlines nCause these are all our days nnHow many die before we try nWe have the means to end nA genocide won't turn the tide nIgnore a continent nnRip it up nMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are headlines and they won't blow away nnMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are our headlines nCause these are all our days nnSo where do we turn nTo get some truth in it nA breath of time holds a thousand voices nShould we get use to it nWhen the profits gone and war rejoices nnSee the pictures run nKnowing eyes on the waters end nThey know no return nWe turn the page and shake our heads nnRip it up nMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are our headlines and they won't blow away nnMore than I can say nI wanna rip it up nBut these are our headlines nCause these are all our days n