8 years ago
D.I.Y.
Lyrics
Warmongers, kill yourselves
Demonstrate the power of the product
That you're trying to sell
Gun wavers, shoot yourselves
Make a big hole in your
Head with a shiny shell
What's wrong with that kind of vision?
What's wrong with that kind of world?
If I suffered less from indecision
I'd stand on that platform myself
Chickenhawks, there's a cell
Down in hell, where you may fight aswell
If I may paraphrase John Lennon
Why fill this world with more pain and fear?
To every budding Mark Chapman
I offer these words most sincere
Warmongers, kill yourselves
Demonstrate the power of the product
That you're trying to sell
Gun wavers, shoot yourselves
Make a big hole in your
Head with a shiny shell
Do it yourself
Writer(s): PETER GABRIEL
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Post your Interpretation
The Meaning of D.I.Y.
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "D.I.Y.".
