Something must be done A western face cries from the pages See a child with a gun The same mistakes run through the ages See a bullet burn Bought from a country we charge with peace Watch the tables turn They say they’re in the wrong hands but who are we
Rip it up More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are headlines and they won’t blow away More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are our headlines Cause these are all our days
How many die before we try We have the means to end A genocide won’t turn the tide Ignore a continent Rip it up More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are headlines and they won’t blow away More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are our headlines Cause these are all our days
So where do we turn to get some truth in it A breath of time holds a thousand voices Should we get use to it When the profits God and war rejoices See the pictures run Knowing eyes on a ward of death They know none return We turn the page. Shake our heads
Rip it up More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are our headlines And they won’t blow away More than I can say I wanna rip it up But these are our headlines Cause these are all our days
