Bombs over Brooklyn

Let's run for cover
 We gotta escape
 They're dropping bombs on the Empire State
 And the streets are filled with children
 Who will never grow old
 All because their lives are all worth less than gold
 This is our future going up in flames
 Ashes to ashes, that is all that will remain
 In this world filled with corruption
 Hatred and greed
 If we carry on like this, this is all our lives will be
 This is our home
 They'll drop the bombs, they'll let them go
 All in the name of control
 We'll sit in our homes and watch the bombs come through our doors
 Can we evade this?
 This evil fate
 Or are we damned to be the product of greed's waste?
 We'll find out all the answers
 But will it be too late?
 They'll let us know when we watch the news on channel 8
 This is our home
 They'll drop the bombs, they'll let them go
 All in the name of control
 We'll sit in our homes and watch the bombs come through our doors