Boys with the toys are running our world

Running our world, running our world

(Peace, give me peace)

The citizens cry, we just want peace

We just want peace, we just want peace

(Peace, give me peace)

Do you get what we're talking about, gulf?

How many trusted trustafarians do you know?

We share the weapons of mass destruction

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq

We want our boys back home, alive not dead

As the militants shout, off with their heads

Off with their heads, off with their heads

Lord, have mercy, let's make amends

Please bury the hatchet, the war must end

The war must end, the war must end

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq

I said he's 8 feet high

And 2 feet tall

He's just not on high in the millennium

War makes money while the rich get rich

Our poor boys lie dead in the ditch

We've been sold a lie, our money, war, pride

Hope we don't get fooled again

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq

Love, love, you've got to make a comeback

And you know, we've got to get the hell out of Iraq