It's a war out there son You've got to fight or you've got to run I know it doesn't seem fair But you really have no other choice When gunfire becomes the voice of reason For no reason at all But to make the rich richer It's the poor that must take the fall For those spineless politicians with only their own interest at heart They don't even care about tearing loved ones apart To promote their propaganda of fear and greed and hate They play god and want to control your fate They can take away your life But they cannot take away your choice So make the right one Make the right one my son