Wake up - it's late fatherland needs your help don't you know, we're on war again sabbre-rattling on the TV haven't you read the papers what a fight it will be there's a taste of glory and a foretaste of blood planned misunderstandings changeable enemy sleazy smile from the censorship all channels for your pleasure colours for democracy look like the banner from the states new kind of patriotism obsession in their heads starry eyes in an extraordinary state millions were massacred just for fun, for profit never forget, what Nixon said by any means necessary still they called it self-defence