Lyrics

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction

In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds

Oh lord yeah
Oh lord yeah

Don’t these talking monkeys know
That eden has enough to go around
Plenty in this holy garden
Silly monkeys where there’s one
Your bound to divide it

Right in two

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight
They leave that role to the poor

Monkey with a hand gun
Oh, Monkey with a hand gun

Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has struck the hour

Day of judgement god is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings

Oh lord yeah
Oh lord yeah

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey
Over pieces of the ground
Silly monkey give ‘em thumbs
They forge a club to beat their brother down

Angels on the sidelines again
Benched along with patience and reason
Angels on the sidelines again
Wondering when this tug of war will end

Right in two
Right in two

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey