Send in the choppers
Bring down the axe
With his mortar attacks
Here comes Agent Orange
Void of any conscience
Wiped out from the start
Never find compassion
In his purple heart

This move is obscene
This killing culture
Oh oh
I don't feel part of
Oh oh
The glassy eyes that I've seen
I won't be entertained
By this ultramarine

Ultramarine

In jeans and coca-cola
Liberation comes
Got your name on it
And you're making history
Liberty this bullet's
Napalm-burger-bars
You make the films
Popcorn victory

Oh oh
This move is obscene
I don't feel part of

This killing culture
Oh oh
Here's punishment for your dreams
I won't be entertained
By this ultramarine
Ultramarine

Oh oh

I don't feel part of
This killing culture
Oh oh

I'm afraid, I'm repulsed
By this ultramarine
Ultramarine
Ultramarine

The year is 1963
I'm 6 years old
A monk in some far off land
Dowses himself in petrol
And strikes a match
I'm watching television
A black silhouette
Engulfed in white flame
A very long time
Still moving after what seems
Burning Buddha
We change channels
The room is filled with blue light
And watch a James Cagney movie
Marching soldiers singing
"Over there over there..."

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