Lyrics
perfidy is four letter word wrapped in love
and a tattered white fag soaring like a dove
c'mon didn't you know wars are fought to be won?
now say hello to my rooftop friend
it's so fun whispering bullets through the breeze
the propaganda of the deed will have everyone talking
and starting up a riot
its exactly what you want
history has proven that you have a great thirst for the hunting season
we as witches cackle, gossip and plan
we wouldn't have been friends on any other day now i have a cause and a polished hand grenade
requesting permission to speak freely
maybe tomorrow you would have done this to me
it's so fun whispering bullets through the breeze
the propaganda of the deed will have everyone talking
and starting up a riot
its exactly what you want
history has proven that you have a great thirst for the hunting season
we as witches cackle, gossip and plan
oh! here is a copy of the art of war
read up and give 'em all what for
a fresh steaming smoking yellow dove
so kids, seclude, body guard, and bulletproof your dreams
they'll lie and fight
attack you just as you think
be sane, be calm, evolve, take 'em to the streets
i've seen their armies and we've already won!