Headless Heroes

Jews and the Arabs,

Semitic pawns in the master game

The player who controls the board

Sees them all as the same

Basically cannon fodder

Left wing and right wing

Political pawns in the master game

The player who controls the board

Sees them all as the same

Basically cannon fodder



Nobody knows who the enemy is

Cause he never goes in hiding

He's slitting our throats

Right in front of our eyes,

While we pull the casket he's riding

Better get it together,

Better get it together,

And see what's happening

To you and you and you



Niggers and crackers

Racial pawns in the master game

The player who controls the board sees them all as the same,

basically cannon fodder

Industry and War Machine,

These are the kings in the master game

The player who controls the board

And the Kings are the same

We are the cannon fodder.



Nobody knows who the enemy is

Cause he never goes in hiding

He's slitting our throats

Right in front of our eyes,

While we pull the casket he's riding

Better get it together,

Better get it together,

And see what's happening

To you and you and you