It won't be about colour or sexuality
It won't be about where you're from or what you believe
It won't be about religion, it won't be about oil
It won't be about lines drawn in the sand anymore

When cometh the hour, cometh the war
It'll be the rich versus the poor

Throwing sticks and stones across the great divide
It's been so long since we've even seen the other side
The poor have got the numbers, the rich have got the guns
And the self-driving tank and the drones and the bombs

But 99% of the world's population
On the same side is a force to be reckoned with
Business after business after business after business goes bust
It will be the loaf of bread versus the upper crust

And it won't be pretty, it won't be patriotic
It will boil down to what is in your wallet
How much have you got, how much do you want it
And how much are you willing to sacrifice to keep it

When cometh the hour, cometh the war
It'll be the rich versus the poor