Boys with the toys are running our world Running our world, running our world (Peace, give me peace) The citizens cry, we just want peace We just want peace, we just want peace (Peace, give me peace) Do you get what we're talking about, gulf? How many trusted trustafarians do you know? We share the weapons of ma** destruction Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq We want our boys back home, alive not dead As the militants shout, off with their heads Off with their heads, off with their heads Lord, have mercy, let's make amends
Please bury the hatchet, the war must end The war must end, the war must end Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq I said he's 8 feet high And 2 feet tall He's just not on high in the millennium War makes money while the rich get rich Our poor boys lie dead in the ditch We've been sold a lie, our money, war, pride Hope we don't get fooled again Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq Love, love, you've got to make a comeback And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq