Why do we kill people who are killing people To show that killing people is wrong What a foolish notion That war is called devotion When the greatest warriors are the ones that stand for peace War toys are growing stronger The problems stay the same The young ones join the army While general what's-his-name Is feeling full of pride That the army will provide But does he ask himself Death row is growing longer The problems stay the same The poor ones get thrown in prison While warden what's-his-name Is feeling justified But when will he be tried (when justice is denied) For never asking why... Children are so tender They will cross the earth if they think they are saving a friend They get drawn in by patriotic lies Right before our eyes They leave our home And then they find out once they're all alone They're asking the age old question Why?