Lyrics:

When I was young
I longed to be a soldier
Playing war on the street
With Billy and my brother
Remembering all them
Years ago, Pop said:
'Don't be a pawn in a rich man's war
You can't pick a side living on a ball
The only fight's to save your soul'

Kid, when I look around
And witness all the horror
And all the things that we do
To hurt one another
I got open the gates

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Got everything
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When I was putting my little boy to bed:
'What about all the war and fighting?' he said
'Everybody at school, talking about world war three
Can you tell me what's gonna happen to our family?'

Kid, when I look around
And witness all the horror
And all the things that we do
To hurt one another
Could make you lose your hope
Lose your faith
Go awol on the human race
Got to believe in love
More than I do in hate
And when they rise the walls
You got to open the gates

We want more
We want more
Got everything
Can't find what we're looking for
We want more
We want more
Tell me what it means
Feeding this machine, yeah

We want more
We want more
Got everything
Can't find what we're looking for
We want more
We want more
Tell me what it means
Feeding this machine, yeah
We want more
We want more
Got everything
Can't find what we're looking for
We want more
We want more
Tell me what it means
Feeding this machine, yeah

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