They drive on Mars,
And kill with modern weapons,
They can´t tell me the nonsense,
That´s too complex to grasp.

Why don´t they stop the hunger,
Why don´t they stop the murdering,
Stop the air-pollution, but
The sense is just the cash.

I don´t need replacement,
I don´t want excuses,
I just want the certainty,
That everything´s allright.

As long as we don´t care,
They will have the power,
They sell the boat we all sailed on,
Be sure to look for desaster.

Why don´t they stop the hunger,
Why don´t they stop the murdering,
Stop the air-pollution, but
The sense is just the cash.

I don´t need replacement,
I don´t want excuses,
I just want the certainty,
That everything´s allright.

It´s a vison of a land,
Dark, cold, and dead,
And the only words they say:
That´s too complex,
That too complex to grasp.

I don´t need replacement,
I don´t want excuses,
I just want the certainty,
That everything´s allright.