After bombs are dropped to killnAfter all the buildings fallnAt the time we'll have the willnTo climb up from beneath it allnWe'll find the strength to livenTo rebuild something newnIf there's anything forgivenWhat else can we donnI don't wanna fight your warnI don't wanna play your gamesnBetter pray for world war fournBetter hope for something morennSo we're forming to our cliquesnwe will destroy all the clocksnand our weapons will be sticksnand the other side has rocksnand we'll clash over petty shitnbut remember all the liesnThat all led up to itnand bombed the world to diennI don't wanna fight your warnI don't wanna play your gamesnBetter pray for world war fournBetter hope for something morennNothing to lose, nAfter all the painnA little nuclear winternWith a little acid rainnBut after this, nthey'll be no morenFucking politicsnNo more world war fournnBetter pray for world war fournBetter hope for something more