I Want To Be The President

We've got arms
They're the fighting kind
Take you on
'Cause you're strong

We've got love
It's the hating kind
We're not interested in your difference
We like to be divided

My gun is bigger than yours
My tank goes faster than yours
My missile's turning me on
My weapon makes me feel strong

Bang bang bang
Do you wanna see my gun?
Well come on
We'll resist
We'll resist
We'll resist
I'll let you take control

But if they say that it's so
Is that the way you will go?
And if you thought it was wrong
Would you still follow along?

They're building walls tonight
They're building walls tonight

Ain't it cold
Ain't it cold
Ain't it cold
Where you empty your soul?

Ain't it cold
Ain't it cold
Ain't it cold
Where you empty your soul?

There'll be a war tonight
There'll be a war tonight