Com'on this ain't a music show
it's the first act of a new world war
this ain't illusion
there's no confusion
it's just the begin of
a kinda revolution
so don't believe to the things they say
the truth is not by the side they stay
bombs everywhere, rivers of tears
and televisions say : victory's near
Borders, disorders and any further
it's the begin of a new world order
Sirens are crying, rockets are falling
this is the call of brand new morning
They say we're sure we will won this war
but there's a devil who keeps the score
we are in right and we got the reason
we hate the enemies and their evil religion
And from the sky comes down the angel of death:
a plane full of coffins
Mothers cry: boys are lost
Com'on this ain't a music show... (repeat)
And from the sky come down the fate and the planes
with their load of coffins and pains
while the mothers cry their children
Speakers on television say : "this is the world's greatest show,
tonite on prime time we'll win the war , the biggest show!"
What a Beautiful War !
What a Beautiful War !
What a Beautiful War !
We're in right , we got the reason
We're in right , we got the reason
it's just the begin of a kinda revolution (reason!)
so don't believe to the things they say
Borders, disorders and any further
it's the begin of a new world order (reason!)
Borders, disorders and any further (reason, religion!)
(fight ! score! war ! )
Victory's near
Com'on this ain't a music show (fight ! war !)
it's the first act of a new world war (fight ! )
this ain't illusion (war !)
there's no confusion
it's just the begin of a kinda revolution (fight ! )
so don't believe to the things they say (war !)
(we are in right and we got the reason)
the truth is not by the side they stay (fight ! reason , war !)
bombs everywhere, rivers of tears
and televisions say : victory's near
it's the first act of a new world war
this ain't illusion
there's no confusion
it's just the begin of
a kinda revolution
so don't believe to the things they say
the truth is not by the side they stay
bombs everywhere, rivers of tears
and televisions say : victory's near
Borders, disorders and any further
it's the begin of a new world order
Sirens are crying, rockets are falling
this is the call of brand new morning
They say we're sure we will won this war
but there's a devil who keeps the score
we are in right and we got the reason
we hate the enemies and their evil religion
And from the sky comes down the angel of death:
a plane full of coffins
Mothers cry: boys are lost
Com'on this ain't a music show... (repeat)
And from the sky come down the fate and the planes
with their load of coffins and pains
while the mothers cry their children
Speakers on television say : "this is the world's greatest show,
tonite on prime time we'll win the war , the biggest show!"
What a Beautiful War !
What a Beautiful War !
What a Beautiful War !
We're in right , we got the reason
We're in right , we got the reason
it's just the begin of a kinda revolution (reason!)
so don't believe to the things they say
Borders, disorders and any further
it's the begin of a new world order (reason!)
Borders, disorders and any further (reason, religion!)
(fight ! score! war ! )
Victory's near
Com'on this ain't a music show (fight ! war !)
it's the first act of a new world war (fight ! )
this ain't illusion (war !)
there's no confusion
it's just the begin of a kinda revolution (fight ! )
so don't believe to the things they say (war !)
(we are in right and we got the reason)
the truth is not by the side they stay (fight ! reason , war !)
bombs everywhere, rivers of tears
and televisions say : victory's near
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