[Verse 1]
Heed me, brothers and sisters
This is a call to arms
Hoist the flag, buckle up
Sharpen your tongues, tune your guitars
This is the new deal
This is war. It's time again
And I'm your only friend
I am the one with the numbers but the numbers never seem to add up
[Chorus]
Where's my, my generation?
Where's my chemical stimulation?
Where's my s**ual liberation?
Where's my heart's beats?
[Verse 2]
Kiss me sweetheart
I can taste rebellion on your lips
My cause of all concern is
Who those lips have kissed
This is the same song
This is a tired song
We've heard before
I wish it could be so much more
But it's all about the numbers
And the numbers, they never add up
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
This is it, this is war
Nothing less and nothing more
The boys and girls are lined up
And they're headed off to foreign shores
I don't want to grow up to be a casualty
And I don't want you to grow up to be a casualty
Go west, young son
And grow up with the country
The weather is fine
And the streets are lined with palm trees
But wherever you might land, remember
To always keep your head
Remember what I said
Remember it's all about the numbers
And the numbers, they never add up
[Chorus]