One, Two, Three, Four!      And we'll keep ourselves in a place   where it's easy to hold onto.   The last threats came and went,   this is the way the wars are played.    Always heading for a front,   heading for a front,   heading we go into the obscurity    of an easy to pass on feeling,   objection is so cliché.      A new way on (x4)      So can your pop sensibilities sing me the end of the world?   Turn gunshots and mortar blasts   into a metaphor of how we are all the same.    Well there's a lot of things that should be said, said,   so we're hammering six strings,   machine guns in audible voices,   this is the party we came for.      A new way on (x4)      We stand in amazement of motion   in a world that is constantly revolving.   With plans of invasion and arms races racing   yeah we rock, we rock, we rock, we rock!    to the new sensation      A new way on (x4)