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'' On That Subject They Are All United ''
Human greed will destroy us all,
Both animals and mankind,
We are heading for an almighty fall,
Money is what's making us blind.
Land mines, bullets, nuclear war,
The creation of weapons of woe,
Billions murdered, why, what for,
Truth is we don't really know.
Life means nothing that's a fact,
For others we just don't care,
Someone commits a heinous act,
We all just stop and stare.
Women and children and their men,
Butchered in front of our eyes,
Despite vowing it will never happen again,
Truth is that's a pack of lies.
United Nations what a joke,
Divided should be their name,
It's only anger they evoke,
To them it's all a game.
United should mean, all as one,
Yet just one can create a divide,
What that means is nothing gets done,
The motion must then be denied.
As one says no the other says yes,
Meanwhile people are dying,
But they don't care about the mess,
They're not the ones left crying.
Created in nineteen forty five,
Its aim is to prevent all fights,
To ensure that dialogue stays alive,
By protecting all human rights.
A talking shop is what they are,
Where nothing is ever achieved,
Don't you find it quite bizarre?
They say suffering will be relieved.
If truth be told they don't give a damn,
It's with corruption they are blighted,
Lining their pockets is their scam,
' On That Subject They Are All United '
Both animals and mankind,
We are heading for an almighty fall,
Money is what's making us blind.
Land mines, bullets, nuclear war,
The creation of weapons of woe,
Billions murdered, why, what for,
Truth is we don't really know.
Life means nothing that's a fact,
For others we just don't care,
Someone commits a heinous act,
We all just stop and stare.
Women and children and their men,
Butchered in front of our eyes,
Despite vowing it will never happen again,
Truth is that's a pack of lies.
United Nations what a joke,
Divided should be their name,
It's only anger they evoke,
To them it's all a game.
United should mean, all as one,
Yet just one can create a divide,
What that means is nothing gets done,
The motion must then be denied.
As one says no the other says yes,
Meanwhile people are dying,
But they don't care about the mess,
They're not the ones left crying.
Created in nineteen forty five,
Its aim is to prevent all fights,
To ensure that dialogue stays alive,
By protecting all human rights.
A talking shop is what they are,
Where nothing is ever achieved,
Don't you find it quite bizarre?
They say suffering will be relieved.
If truth be told they don't give a damn,
It's with corruption they are blighted,
Lining their pockets is their scam,
' On That Subject They Are All United '
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`` On That Subject They Are All United ``
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