Think I'm drunk enough to drive
When will the machine guns cease fire. When will the battalions drop their arms. Lets land the air crafts and bring the warships to bay. And when everything is calm and at peace that's when the bright light will blind us. And it will be too late. The world will end the moment we decide to get along. Could you imagine? It kinda makes you wish there was another world war that we'd send our sons too.