And the beat goes on

Giving arms to rebels, so sympathetic

Selling guns to anyone, it's so pathetic

Bullets too for me and you, think nothing of it

Handing out the means to kill, for a profit

... and the beat goes on

Holding back mind blowing finds in major fields

From the most amazing minds they trash and steal

Beating up the peaceful ones who choose to ask why

Fed up with the self perpetuating lie

... and the beat goes on, and on and on

So energetic and misdirected

Ask yourself why

So many have to die

And the beat goes on

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