Lyrics:

So many billions, so many billions of bullets we've become,
We are civilians, we are civilians but just do not give us guns.
Coz I would shoot you down from the side,
Just like you would me,
We've lost nothing, and besides,
I'll just become a thief.
Someone's knocking on the door you know,
We've got so many things to hide…
Did you listen to the radio? Do you know what's happening outside?
This is a market, this is a market you can buy anything you want,
A flying carpet, a flying carpet for your car when youre in a rush…
I don't want to buy a gun,
Even though I can,
I wouldn't shoot you, I would run,
But I'm still an evil man.
Someone's knocking on the door you know,
We've got so many things to hide…
Did you listen to the radio? Do you know what's
Happening outside?