[Verse 1: Greg Graffin]
There's a prophet on a mountain and he's makin' up dinner
With long division and a riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up piping hot
But the people aren't lookin' for a handout
They're America's working corps
Can this be what they voted for?
[Chorus: Greg Graffin]
Let them eat war (Ah, ah-ah, ah)
Let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war (Ah, ah-ah, ah)
Let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
[Verse 2: Greg Graffin]
From the force to the union shops
The war economy is makin' new jobs
But the people who benefit most
Are breakin' bread with their benevolent hosts
Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor
All they ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore
There's a prophet on a mountain and he's makin' up dinner
With long division and a riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up piping hot
But the people aren't lookin' for a handout
They're America's working corps
Can this be what they voted for?
[Chorus: Greg Graffin]
Let them eat war (Ah, ah-ah, ah)
Let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war (Ah, ah-ah, ah)
Let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
[Verse 2: Greg Graffin]
From the force to the union shops
The war economy is makin' new jobs
But the people who benefit most
Are breakin' bread with their benevolent hosts
Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor
All they ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore
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