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Текст песни crass - Major General Despair

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We`re looking for a better world, but what do we see?Just hatred, poverty, aggression, miserySo much money spent on warWhen three quarters of the world is so helplessly poorMajor General Despair sits at his desk, planning a new mode of attackHe`s quite unconcerned about chance or riskThe Major General`s a hard nut to crackOh yes, he designs a cruise missile, tactically sound, operationally OKWhile the starving crawl onto the deathpileThey can`t avoid their fate another dayAttack on the mind, but he calls it defenceBut I ask you again who`s it for?Do the starving millions who don`t stand a chanceHope to benefit by his stupid war?Babies crippled with hunger before they could walkMothers with dry breasts cry dry tearsAnd meanwhile Major General Despair gives a talkOn increasing the war budget over the yearsHow can they do it, these men of steelHow can they plot destruction, pain?Is it the only way they can feelBy killing again and again?Is it some part of themselves that has diedThat permits them to plan as they do?Or is it us that is dead, do we simply hideFrom the responsibility to stop what they do?There`s so many of us, yet we let them have their wayAs this moment they`re plotting and planningWe`ve got to rise up to take their power awayTo save the world that they`re ruiningThey`re destroying the world with their maggot-filled headsDeath, pain and mutilationThey`ve got the responsibility of millions of deadYet they`re still bent on destructionThe generals and politicians who advocate warShould be made to wade in the truth of itThey should spend sleepless nights shivering with fearAnd by day time should crawl in the deathpitThey`ll find the truth of what they`ve done thereFestering corpses they and their kind madeEyeless skulls that endlessly stareHaving seen the truth of military tradeThe earth was our home, the wind and the airThe blue sky, the grass and the treesBut these masters of war, what do they care?Only sentiments, theseIt`s our world but through violence they took it awayTook dignity, happiness, prideThey took all the colours and changed them to greyWith the bodies of millions that diedThey destroy real meaning through their stupid gamesMake life a trial of fearThey destroy what values we have with their aimsMake us feel it`s wrong if we careWell, we do care, it`s our home they`ve been at it too longIf it`s a fight they want, it`s beginningThroughout history, we`ve been expected to sing their tired songBut now it`s OUR turn to lead the singingFight war, not wars, make peace, not warFight war, not wars, we know you`ve heard it beforeFight war, not wars, make peace, not warFight war, not wars, make love, not war1-2-3-4 we don`t want your fucking war