There's a war going on
And its right down your street
The animals are winning
And the humans get beat
They're rude and they're mannerless
They rape and they steal
They'll rip out your guts
And they'll make it a meal
And we're the last of human beings
The drugs made them crazy
And they always want more
Don't hide in your house
Cause they'll break down the door
We're gonna start an army
And we need some good men
Cause while we're having one child
They're having ten
And we're the last of the human beings
Writer(s): Paul Roman
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