Arm All the children

Arm all the children

and give tanks to da teachers

and score cards to the adults, with those little pencils

Let the children fight the wars they are so fond of playin’

Let the parents continue to spend their time makin’ little soldiers

The teachers with their walkie talkies, walkin’ an talkin’

While the kids are arming themselves to the teeth,

kill, kill, kill!

Bayonnets in the bassonets

Merry-go-Rounds

Atomic Fireballs spit from the mouths of babes

who look you right in the eyes like daring ya

Who’s gonna protect the Innocents?

The Innocents, Us,

Us who had the sense not ta have babies, Ba-bies!

I always knew they were killer-dillers

All that googoo gaagaa secret code

dirty diaper dy-no-mite

Makin ya carry them around like little time-bombs

Tickin tickin tickin

Tockin mockin babblin bobbin

biding their time; it’s time

Arm ALL the children

and then leave the planet.