Lyrics:

We talk of stories yesterday Of how we worked and never played How that things were better then when lads were lads. and men were men your history means nothing now it never meant much any how all your crying is in vain your gonna die in screaming painpain.pain.pain lets roll on world war lll Were burning the rubbish of society roll on world war lll Your gonna burn with me This world is but you are small Your words are meanless most of all All you do is criticise of how your better in your eyes Well don't you know that your all kids your kids grew up.you never did all your crying is in vain your gonna die in screaming painpain.pain.pain Lets roll on world war lll Were burning the rubbish of society Roll on world war ll Your gonna burn with me So we talk of stories yesterday Of how we worked and never played How that things were better then When lads were ladsand men were men Well don't you know that your all kids Your kids grew up.you never did Only little time will tell I'll see you bastards all in hellhell..hell..hell Lets roll on world war lll Were burning the scum of society Roll on world war lll Your gonna burn with me.. Burn rubbish.rubbish burnburn..burn..burnburn