Nobody Wants War

To the tune of "I Started a Joke"

Nobody wants war, except for the Israel-firsters.

I surely can't see what's in it for me. Oh no.

When they start to scheme, it's time we should all start screaming,

"Just what is it in those ethnic supremacists that we see?"

They only take, and in return they give us nothing.

Oh wait, we do get paid, with an ache, an ache in the head.

Oh when, when will this end, this mindless journey

That gives us grief, for which we pay endlessly?

They only take, and in return they give us nothing.

Oh wait, we do get paid, with an ache, an ache in the head.

Oh when, when will this end, this mindless journey

That gives us grief, for which we pay endlessly?

For which we pay endlessly, oh, oh.

David Martin

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