Strange init? This shit is so troubling
World leaders, military top brass squabbling
Like kids in the sandbox, they're quarreling
In contrast: here's Larry Fink, he's not worrying
The big money folder, the kingpin of Blackrock
Swimming in the millions, he's sitting in the jackpot
Wearing nothing, but Royal Violet Ascot
Fondling his package, snapshot
It's weird, how we picture the stinking rich
It's weird, how they're always first to leave the sinking ship
It's weird, how we aspire to rise higher
Wet dreams of rubbing shoulders with the empire's designers
Dribbling and drooling in a pool of saliva
The pride of creation, glad I made your acquaintance
I'm filled with amazement: we belong to the same species?
I mean I see it with regards to our physical appearance
Other than that we're entirely different creatures

Cause all I want is love, peace, compassion
For you, for me, our world re-imagined
And all I want is love, peace, compassion
For you and for me

Strange init? Facing it, the tangible fact that yet another visionary
Became a cynic the same minute you were having a nap
Who's to blame, when it basically just happens like that?
Treasonous folk used to be beacons of hope
Now they're legionnaires with greedy glares their teeth at your throat
You're barely keeping afloat in a world of broken promises
But don't you worry, there won't be any consequences
Ask Kissenger, Bush or Rumsfeld
Well aren't they adorable? No wonder they have done well
And yeah, I'll put Obama there, father of Obamacare
Two beautiful daughters and a shitload of bombshells
Tearing other fathers' daughters to pieces
In their sleep in 2016 for no reason
Good grief, the Commander in Chief, right there on Times Square
Bouncing to the beat with the crowd at his feet
It's the American Dream, for all I care it's just a bloody nightmare

Strange Init? Picturing the shit that could happen
History on repeat, here's a new re-enactment
Another arms race all for your excitement
Putting you in harm's way right till your life's end
Violence is everywhere, from Thailand to Delaware
The military crying for a rise of expenditure
The peace alliance's bias: laissez faire
They have as much authority as a tiny child's teddy bear
Bloody hell, there's good reason to believe in it
You see its shadow in the eyes of corpses they're retrieving
In the sea during peak season of the stampede
For our so-called realm of freedom
And this is how we greet them? (Go back home you f***ing t***)
I'm sick of it, these fucking bastards
Acting like colonial masters, they are hypocrites
We don't call them warlords
When they come in suits with Caucasian complexion
Let's christen them businessmen bringing in dividends
From selling protection
How could they know people would actually start using their weapons?

All I want is love, peace, compassion
For you, for me, our world re-imagined
All I want is love, peace compassion
For you and for me