Foreign Policy

To be with uncertainty is our heritage today
A sins and it's demanded
The sinners have long since faded away
We're little children
Just waiting for the game to begin
We've have no thoughts of all the people
Down the street
Thinking only we can win
We stand alone to be judged by time
Flushed with the fertile thoughts
Upon our minds
What good are all the words?
We might say when there's hunger in the world
And how can we the meanings survey through the thunder
Of ignorance and bigotry and war is hell

"And is not peace in the last analysis basically
A matter of human rights
The right to live out our lives without fear of deviantation"

We're little children
Just waiting for the game to begin
With no thoughts of all the people
Down the street
Thinking only we must win
We must win
Only we must win
Only we must win.