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