They say the coffers are empty and dry
No funds for the old, no funds to try
To fix the roads, to heal the sick
To lift the poor, to do the trick
But when the drums of war start to beat
They find the money, they find the heat
Bombs and bullets, they've got the cash
While our communities turn to ash
Money for war, but none for the poor
They're breaking our backs, they're locking the door
Money for war, but none for the weak
While the powerful play and the future looks bleak
The disabled beg, the unemployed plead
But they're deaf to the cries of those in need
Council services crumble and fall
While they build their armies, standing tall
They say it's safety, they say it's pride
But it's just a mask for the death they provide
While children go hungry, while hospitals strain
They pour our taxes into death and pain
Money for war, but none for the poor
They're breaking our backs, they're locking the door
Money for war, but none for the weak
While the powerful play and the future looks bleak
We're not your soldiers, we're not your pawns
We'll dismantle the system, we'll right the wrongs
From the picket lines to the breaking dawn
We'll fight for the world where we all belong
So take your war, take your greed
We'll plant the seeds of the world we need
No more silence, no more lies
We'll rise together and claim the skies