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War

Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred could bring you down

War, I don't want your war
War, we don?t need your war

We don't need your war, war

Military feasts starvin' countries
Drama brings you to your knees
Spill your blood to save humanity
Dyin? for the food we feed

War, I don't want your war
War, we don?t need your war

We don't need your war, war

Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred could bring you down

Injustice drives you crazy
It drove L.A. insane
In this generation
Hatred is the name

War, I don't want your war
War, we don?t need your war

We don't need your war, war, war

L.A. '92

Bastard magic should make you cry
The answer to the question is we ain't gonna die

L.A. '92

Police can make me under stress
While all L.A.'s a fuckin' mess
Don't patronize my fuckin' ass
Some heads will get crashed

L.A. '92

Bush has got his upper cut
He's goin' to fuckin' war
He won't revert to sticks and stones
Just bullet holes and broken bones

Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck

Everybody knock you down
No weight support, so taken down
The juk-jock might lock you in a cell
We ain't got a shit, now had enough

Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck

Disorder, disorder, disorder, disorder
Disorder, disorder, disorder, disorder
War      Our government is fucked   Sure to bring us down   The media incites civil unrest   Hatred could bring you down      War, I don't want your war   War, we don?t need your war      We don't need your war, war      Military feasts starvin' countries   Drama brings you to your knees   Spill your blood to save humanity   Dyin? for the food we feed      War, I don't want your war   War, we don?t need your war      We don't need your war, war      Our government is fucked   Sure to bring us down   The media incites civil unrest   Hatred could bring you down      Injustice drives you crazy   It drove L.A. insane   In this generation   Hatred is the name      War, I don't want your war   War, we don?t need your war      We don't need your war, war, war      L.A. '92      Bastard magic should make you cry   The answer to the question is we ain't gonna die      L.A. '92      Police can make me under stress   While all L.A.'s a fuckin' mess   Don't patronize my fuckin' ass   Some heads will get crashed      L.A. '92      Bush has got his upper cut   He's goin' to fuckin' war   He won't revert to sticks and stones   Just bullet holes and broken bones      Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos   Don't give a fuck      Everybody knock you down   No weight support, so taken down   The juk-jock might lock you in a cell   We ain't got a shit, now had enough      Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos   Don't give a fuck      Disorder, disorder, disorder, disorder   Disorder, disorder, disorder, disorder