There are children at the cannons
There is blood on the wire
There are lives in the balance
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
There are people under fire
So they pick up a brick or a gun or a stone
There are lives in the balance
Of the men who send the guns
There are shadows on the faces
Of the men who send the guns
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
Where their business interest runs
I wanna hear somebody asking them why
With the blood in the ink of the headlines
To those wars that are fought in places
Where their business interest runs
Shadows on the faces
Shadows on the faces
When you think that you've heard it before
On the radio, talk shows and TV
To those wars that are fought in places
These governments killing their own?
There is blood on the wire
There is blood on the wire
There is blood on the wire
There is blood on the wire
There are children at the cannons
But they are never around to fight or to die
There is blood on the wire
Well, who are these ones we call our friends
How we come to the aid of a friend
We can't even pronounce their names
I wanna know who these men in the shadows are
There is
How governments lie to their people
Or is it the ones who can't take any more?
To those wars that are fought in places
There are children at the cannons
There is blood on the wire
You hear one thing again and again
There is blood on the wire
There are people under fire
How the USA stands for freedom
Of the men who fan the flames
There is blood on the wire
There are people under fire
I wanna hear somebody asking them why
There are lives in the balance
There is
I wanna know who these men in the shadows are
And now nations are driven to war
But they are never around to fight or to die
You might ask what it takes to remember
And the sound of the crowd in my ear
