Lyrics:

(One, two, three four!)

And we'll keep ourselves in a place where it's easy to hold onto
And as the last threats came and went; this is the way that wars are played
Always heading for a front, heading for a front, headed we go
Into the obscurity of an easy to pass on feeling
Objection is so cliché

A new way on
A new way on
A new way on
A new way on

So can your pop sensibilities sing me the end of the world?
Turn gunshots and mortar blasts into a metaphor of how we are all the same
Well there's a lot of things that should be said, said, so we're hammering six strings
Machine gun in audible voices, this is the party we came for

A new way on
A new way on
A new way on
A new way on

We stand in amazement of motion in a world that is constantly revolving
With plans of invasion and arms races racing
Yeah we rock, we rock, we rock, we rock to the new sensation

A new way on
A new way on
A new way on
A new way on