(Verse 1)
I said we'll drown ourselves
In misery, tonight
White lies, you've worn out
All your dancing shoes, this time
Just give us war-worn lipstick
By the purifying flame

(Verse 2)
I can't swim, don't rub it in
I'm gonna run a little faster
I can't swim, so plug it in
Me and my heavy metal master

(Chorus)
Just give us war, war
We got it!, We got it!
Just give us war, war
I want it!, I want it!

(Instrumental Bridge)

(Chorus)

(Outro)
Pick up the phone
We got it!, We got it!
Pick up the phone, fucker
We got it!, We got it! [x3]