Ye in the sky, the drone airplanes
Roaming the world dropping bombs like rain
And spying
No warning,
Nothing to see
You could be sitting just sipping some tea
Blown to smithereens
The U.S. chief says he’s the judge
and jury don’t you worry your pretty head
about who winds up dead
They must have been terrorists
Ignore the lawlessness
Trust the President
No evidence,
Never a trial
Global mafia running wild
Anything goes
They’ve set the stage
Assassinate
Above the law
No morality
A world of Anarchy
The U.S. chief says his good violence will stop their bad violence
So clear to see shameless hypocrisy
A constant war policy
And no security
What goes around comes around
And on the flip side of the same worn out coin
The police run dirty streets with brutality
All broken socio-economic realities
Are treated as crimes punished by the ruling elite,
With killer cops unleashed
When you resist, called terrorist,
Put on the President kill list,
Target for death
They go for hit
Civilians dead
Sweeping it under the carpet,
“Collateral damage”
The U.S. chief shrugs off the blatant murder – drunk on power
Convinced he won’t face war crime charges,
But he shouldn’t be so sure
One day people will have their say,
Sweet justice will be served
And we’ll stop the killer drones.
Roaming the world dropping bombs like rain
And spying
No warning,
Nothing to see
You could be sitting just sipping some tea
Blown to smithereens
The U.S. chief says he’s the judge
and jury don’t you worry your pretty head
about who winds up dead
They must have been terrorists
Ignore the lawlessness
Trust the President
No evidence,
Never a trial
Global mafia running wild
Anything goes
They’ve set the stage
Assassinate
Above the law
No morality
A world of Anarchy
The U.S. chief says his good violence will stop their bad violence
So clear to see shameless hypocrisy
A constant war policy
And no security
What goes around comes around
And on the flip side of the same worn out coin
The police run dirty streets with brutality
All broken socio-economic realities
Are treated as crimes punished by the ruling elite,
With killer cops unleashed
When you resist, called terrorist,
Put on the President kill list,
Target for death
They go for hit
Civilians dead
Sweeping it under the carpet,
“Collateral damage”
The U.S. chief shrugs off the blatant murder – drunk on power
Convinced he won’t face war crime charges,
But he shouldn’t be so sure
One day people will have their say,
Sweet justice will be served
And we’ll stop the killer drones.
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