Stolen from Somacoma 2014 by Zooropa

Let's start a war
That's how things change
It opens a door
For the private corporate world
And the Government, that's the corporate world
Will fill their boots, the spoils of war

History's not coming back, a culture is destroyed
One more footprint in the sand, blown away in some desert land
All for oil, and arable soil, a greed that knows no bounds
Might Is Right you understand, stolen by their bloodied hands

We like diamonds and gold
And clean water too
And we know just the man
He'll see it all through
Make the payment in cash, discretion required
To unlock the gates, the spoils of war

History's not coming back, a culture is destroyed
One more footprint in the sand, blown away in some desert land
All for oil, and arable soil, a greed that knows no bounds
Might Is Right you understand, stolen by their bloodied hands

Over and over and over again
The same story unfolds
Give the guns to everyone
Now go and give 'em all hell my son !
In a Brave New World, you'll never grow old
They'll never be happy 'till they've stolen your soul

History ain't coming back, the culture is destroyed
No more footprints in the sand, just an empty desert land
No more oil, no arable soil, the greed that knew no bounds
Might Is Right you understand, we have all got bloody hands

All great Nations lay destroyed
There's nothing left you see
Gloom and Doom are all around
Raped and beaten we go to ground


It's the end of the World as we know it
Alhamdulillah.

• Punk
• garage
• guitar pop
• heavy
• punk
• rock
• Kelso