This Year’s War (Live)

This song is (blegh)
This song's called 'This year's War'
It was written when the Afghan
Afghanistani situation was starting up and
The great big row of anti-terrorist laws
Started rolling into place like dominoes
Sweeping the world in little pockets of
Bomb-shaped lumps of freedom & democracy
Being dropped on any brown-skinned person
Across the planet, so long as they got some oil!
Underneath their-Well they've lived for several thousand years
Longer than we have
This 'Democracy & Freedom' stuff
Is a right bunch of bullshit! It's buzzwords (Cheers)
That have been used to fuck pеople over forevеr & ever
If there's any process left, keep it going & keep it growing
Just 'cause they say the wars stopped, no no no no no
It's like the battle's stopped, the war is just a massive fucking-
Ok, shut up. Lecture over. This Year's War!

There's war in the headlines, there's war in the heads
Of the people who lead us 'til we're overfed
We're not hungry anymore for your giant of war
Malnutrition for the global poor
The people stood in breadlines
Are still paying for the lifelines
Are being cursed for nothing worse
Then living on the pipelines

One war ends and the next one starts
The oil pipe dreams lead straight to the heart
Of Capitalism and market chains
Supplying the demand to feel less pain
The pacification is wearing thin
Global domination has its cost
When culture's lost then no one wins
It's no surprise when the bombs go off

This year's war
This year's war
This year's war
This year's

War against terror like the war on crime
A war against anyone, anytime!

The invisible enemy could be you
Now we live in a world of total strangers
Fear dictates till it's who trusts who?
Everyone's scared of their next door neighbour

This year's war
This year's war
This year's war
This year's
War against terror like the war on crime
War against anyone, anytime

People turn to terror where all else fails
The prison's not full of rich white males
We're more than scared of the men at the top
We're talking to each other and we're pissed off!
Pissed off with the thought it's out of our hands
That innocent people in far-off lands
Will die for the choice or revenge of the few
Who say we have no choice in what we must do'
The empty reasons about defending
Freedoms are just never-ending strings of bluff to justify
Complete control over people's lives
Or at least the global oil supply
And re-election when the polls roll by
A place in history when you die
This year's war
This year's war
This year's war
This year's war
This year's war
This year's war