World War III

We talk of stories yesterday
And how we worked and never played
How that things were better then
When lads were lads...and men were men
Your history means nothing now
It never meant much anyhow
All your crying is in vain
You're gonna die in screaming pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
Well let's roll on World War III
We'll burn in the rubbish of society
Roll on World War III
You're gonna burn with me
This world is big but you are small
Your words are meanless most of all
All you do is criticise
Of how you're better in your eyes
Well don't you know that you're all kids
Your kids grew up...you never did
All your crying is in vain
You're gonna die in screaming pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
Well let's roll on World War III
We'll burn in the rubbish of society
Roll on World War III
You're gonna burn with me
So we talk of stories yesterday
Of how we worked and never played
How that things were better then
When lads were lads...and men were men
Well don't you know that you're all kids
Your kids grew up...you never did
Only little time will tell
I'll see you bastards all in hell
Well let's roll on World War III
We'll burn the scum of society
Roll on World War III
You're gonna burn with me
Burn
Rubbish
Burn
Rubbish
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn