This is a song that came upon me one night
when the news it had been telling me 'bout one more war and one more fight
and, I,
I sighed but then I thought about my friends,
and I wrote this declaration just in case the world end.

And guns: We shot them in the face we said,
oh, we didn't need no bullets coz we rely on some words instead.
Kill someone in argument, outwit them with our brains,
and we kill ourselves a-laughing at the funny things we said.

And bombs: We had them saved for special times when our crew would call a shakedown, we'd break down a party landmine.

Women that so s__y they explode us with their looks
and we're blowing up some speakers
jumping round till the ground shook

And missiles: they were the roadtrips that we launched,
t-t-tripping across this island,
Starting missions at the break of dawn.
Yawn and smile say
"What direction shall we take?"
"Somewhere where it warm and wet"
This be the route we'd always take and

Our weapons were our instruments,
made from our timber and steel.
We never yielded to conformity, but stood like kings
in a chariot that's riding on a
record wheel.

And our airforce flying
when the frisbee in the sky
have a session while we're smoking
now we're feeling extra high
and we'd sneak into a carpark
with the skaties on our back
and we're flying down the levels howling
'on the attack now on the attack'

And battles
they happened in these dancehalls
see we'd rather fight with music
choosing one the rhythm war
battle at these shakedowns
and we battle at these gigs
we do battle in our bedrooms
made some sweet love to the beat

Then our allies grew
wherever we would roam
see whenever we're together
any stranger feel at home
in a way we are an army
but this army not destruct
no instead we're doing simple things
good loving find it run amuck

This be a declaration
written about my friends
it's engraved into this song
so they know I'm not forgetting them
see maybe if the world contained
more people like these
then the news would not be telling me
about all that warfare endlessly and

Our weapons were our instruments
made from timber and steel
we never yielded to conformity
but stood like kings
in a chariot that's riding on
a record wheel

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